OH, I loved it. She settled down, but I could hear the man trying to talk. I had not come yet and I didn't know how I was going to do it. Man or girl?...??I went to him and grabbed his cock. Almost immediately, it was hard. It was nowhere as big as Max, but I guessed about 7 inches. I felt his ball sack and tried a little smell. Not bad, but they had a little sweat on them. I thought this was for latter. I finally ran my tongue over his cock. He was now moaning. I quickly slid the whole thing in. My aunt tells me that she knew what I was up to allalong.“But you wanted me to know,” she says. “Didn’t you?”I can only nod and remember the white, watery puddles ofseed that pooled in the cups of her dirty brassieres andseeped into the dark welts of her fragrant stockings. Ican only moan while she crushes my cock in her fistuntil I recall all the nights I spent caressing myselfto exquisite hardness under my robe while she sat a fewscant feet away preoccupied with. She was wearing a white silk robe. Now barefoot, she was transformed from suburban housewife into something far more exotic. More voluptuous. More dangerous. She held his eyes all the way from the door to the couch, pinning him down. He leaned back on the couch as if he could already feel her on him, as he wanted to feel her on him, pressing him down with her full breasts, straddling him with those long, tanned legs. She stopped on the other side of the table and leaned forward, her hands on. After enjoying my climax for a few minutes, I pulled up my panties and went back to my bedroom, falling blissfully asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.The next morning, I got another surprise.…I woke up to a soft poking at my mouth and a gentle tapping on my cheek. I groggily opened my eyes to find my brother standing next to my bed with his morning wood rubbing up against my face.“What the fuck, Corey?” I exclaimed as I wiped the sleep out of my eyes. “What are you doing in my room?”He.