I heard the footsteps and I noticed he is right behind me. It took him quite a few long seconds in silence before he asked - “Sure aunty, what do yo... need?”. I replied, “I forgot to place the towel on the closet to dry the little one after the bath”. He did it slowly without looking at me. After completing this simple task he turned to leave the bathroom but he stopped for a little seconds at the door. “I got you! One more look on the round butt” - I thought and I felt my pussy getting wet.. She was wearing a long silk skirt that accentuated her lithe body. This woman’s body was her treasure, not so much her face. He slid his hands around to cup her buttocks, finding them round and firm, and then felt further down her thighs. He began to pick up her skirt, baring her long smooth legs, feeling the soft skin of her long thighs, reaching up to her hips. He looked her in the eye as he began to open her shirt, and she raised her hands willingly over her head as he pulled it off. Her. "Mark got up and started to put his robe on. "We don’t need to bother with clothes for now Darling," Helen husked, "they'll just get in the way later."Helen turned and wiggled her arse as she walked out ahead of Mark . She turned and waved him on causing her heavy breasts to sway. It was a lovely sight and Mark decided she was right about staying naked. He hurried after her.After a great breakfast Helen was leaning over loading the dishwasher when she felt Mark watching her. Bent over like. ’His body is now covering my face, and as I look up at him, the first thing that I see is his beautiful blue eyes and brilliant smile. ‘What's your name?’ I ask him; not knowing if he will answer me.‘My name, my lady, is Michael, Sir Michael,’ he whispers as he gently pushing his fist in, stroking in and out, constantly checking I am ok, and can take his full hand. Pushing right into my cunt, he hears my guttural moan. I lift my thighs to meet his fist, this gives him the go-ahead to carry on..