.."Antoine responded automatically, his heart pounding in his chest as he spread his legs over her face, his open crotch above her and mere inches fro... her mouth. Excitedly, she pulled him down to her, hands clutching at his hips, and he felt her tongue on the inside of his thigh near his balls, hot and wet, and then it was tracing the seam of his sac in a wild, exhilarating sensation... up through the crevice of his ass to his very asshole, licking and probing at the tight orifice wetly.... "John."This time the volume was down to a dull roar."Quit screaming!"The voice was down to almost rock concert levels when it spoke,"I am not screaming. I am barely whispering."The voice was silent after that. I lay there on the floor trying to figure out what was happening. The last thing I remembered was Kafeeli biting me. I felt the smooth skin of my neck. I didn't feel bit."Your neck is fine."I rolled over to face the voice and set up to face him."What happened? Why did you bite me? You did. And they feel so wonderful in my hands. You are so blessed to have them and those wonderfully sensitive nipples. And I don’t know who’s enjoying this more, you or me.’ A bit of warm lotion dripped onto her right breast brings a moan of pleasure. I use both hands to encircle her globe, caress it, and squeeze it. I repeat some of the therapeutic moves. I loose one drop of warm lotion directly onto her fully erect nipple, grasp it between my fingers, and gently pull it, then lovingly squeeze and. Me: For me, yes, you look attractive.Aunty: Oh, Come on, I’m old.Me: So what ? why can’t being old and attractive go together?Aunty: So you would be okay with a girl who looks like me ?Me: With looks and even with manners like you. I feel you were born a decade and half too early.Aunty: (blushing) You are hyping it.Me: Why should I ? I’ve no reason to lie here. By this time we had returned back to our house and we stopped our talk and got busy, she with her daily chores and I went to do some.