She was quite wet by now and I licked up as much as possible. I then focused on her swollen clit, which caused her to begin moaning, though very quiet...y. Her phone rang and she immediately sent it voicemail after briefly struggling to reach the button. She placed her leg closest to the desk on the edge of it, giving me more access. My beard was getting drenched her delicious juices. I slipped a finger deep between her lips, which were very tight. She was breathing heavily and this turned me on. My hand moved slowly from my thigh to my pubic mound. The feel of my fine, sparse hair there was so different from that on my head. I brushed a fingertip across my clitoris, boosting my desire.My gaze settled on my image in the mirror, and I made my decision. I closed my eyes once more, and let my fingertips rub rhythmically against my clit, sending ripples of pleasure through me. My arousal made me weak in the knees, so I laid back on the bed. I palmed my right breast with my left hand, while. She had changed since the last time I saw her, mainly her hair. My Aunt is called Holly, and is about 5'9 in height with lovely 36C's. She has long, blonde hair with blue eyes and fairly slim for her age of 45. Holly was a divorcee and has one child, but they were out of the house now, so it would just be me and her for the week. As she revealed herself from the door, she was wearing a dressing gown with only a bra and panties on underneath. I was stunned at how good she actually looked. “Hey. ‘Hey Prof., you can join me over here,’ she called. I sheepishly hesitated. ‘You sure it’s okay? I won’t disrupt your studying, will I?’ ‘No problem, come on over.’ she encouraged as she moved some of her books placing them on the bench seating next to her, freeing half the table for me. Well this beats eating a frozen dinner at home by myself, I thought as I put my coffee down. ‘Thanks.’ Setting my briefcase against my chair, I tugged out my iPad with my lecture notes for the next class. .