. but drying myself down and looking into the kitchen watching my missus, something happened. Helen was bent over, and all of a sudden her jeans becam... tight and clung to her rear, I could see her panty lines, I felt myself licking and biting the bottom of my lips, the cold that had been coursing through my body was gone and a warmth came over me, and hardness appeared! Next thing I know I felt my hand rubbing my hard cock through my pants, not in a wanking kind of way but in the way that just. She stopped me suddenly and said, ” this is not the right place, let’s go to my home”. Then, I go off the car and took my car and drove to her place.It’s a 3 bedroom house which is quite big. I told her house looks good and asked if her husband is not here. She told that her husband works out of state most of the time and her children went to a sleepover at their friend’s place. She has 2 kids who are around 14 years.I’m happy that this is the perfect time for enjoying my beautiful aunty. She. Tonight I was fixing their favorite meal but the dessert will be my favorite – cocks.After making sure that everything was ready, I went to my room and took a quick shower and then dressed in a long silky red gown with a slit on the left side half way up my thigh, spaghetti straps with a deep plunging neckline, so deep my perky 38 C tits were about to fall out.Each of us had our own room with a bathroom and there was the playroom with a specially built bed to hold four adults and a huge shower. When I was about 20 I had a great friend called Sally. She lived quite a distance from my home so keeping in touch was usually by E-mail with Birthdays and Christmas cards etc. One day I was at a low ebb in my life so called Sally and arranged a week end stop over at her place. Little did I know that she was shacked up with a hunk of man, Mike. I caught the train to Hull and Sally met me at the station. I gave her a big hug and a kiss to her check and she was over the moon to see me as was I .