Oh, but your taste. Ambrosia could not be as sweet. Dionysus could not imagine anything more intoxicating. But I hold back. Anticipation is the most e...quisite form of torture. For the both of us. I lick your swollen lips, suck them into my mouth one by one. My hands, never idle, have been roaming up your slender form. Now they have made their way to your heaving breasts. Gently cupping them for a moment, I savor the feel of them in my hands. Their plump perfection. Then my fingers begin to work. He loved leaving his mark on her tits and she loved letting him. He gave her his first anal fuck right there on the patio. He bent her over the table and spread her legs and as he finger fucked her cunt he shoved his cock into her asshole. Her ass was so tight and felt so good against his big thick meat and he fucked her hard as he shoved every inch in her. She moaned for him to fuck her harder and he was happy to really let his meat hump that tight ass. He then shoved three fingers in her cunt. The day past and she had to go into town which I knew she was gonna freshen up for. I went to back and to look at my aunty again. I saw her get naked but this time she reached into the cabinet draw and pulled out a mini vibrator. My dick was hard and I started to stroke my cock while watching her sit on the toilet seat playing with her pussy. She then got up and bend over and started to use the vibrator on her ass while she fingered her pussy. I was stroking my dick so hard from seeing her I. ’ She put her arm around me and drew me close to her. I nuzzled against her soft sweater, my hand resting just below her right breast. She stroked my hair. ‘I could feel the sickness within you the moment you walked in the door,’ she said. ‘The stress. The loneliness. These things will kill you as easily as anything else.’ ‘What…what can I do?’ ‘Enjoy.’ She removed my jacket and shirt, then rubbed the tense muscles of my shoulders and upper back. When she pulled me back to face her, I saw that.