My nipples are hard and ready... You know I'm thinking dirty thoughts.. Looking into your eyes I run my hands over my nipples, making a small sound ...n the back of my throat. You look at me a say, " Pull em through your shirt baby, make em hard.."I love teasing you when you know that you can’t do anything about it.. I love making you that hot.My one foot is down on the ground, my one underneath that knee, so my legs are spread slightly. I tug my nipples hard and moan.You look and me and. As i was working away she didnt stop talking and a couple of times she was bending down fussing about fluff on her floor and i got a superb view of her tits overflowing in her badly fitting bra,i knew i shouldn`t look,this could have been someones grandma.The conversation soon turned to her living alone and that her `man friend` of 30 years had recently died,i asked `do you miss him`? she said `not his moaning but i do miss the sex`,i burst out laughing and she did too,i always get a little. .?" He was smirking, but his voice was soft, and she could feel his eyes on her. Seated across from her, watching her, listening to her, drawing out as many details as he could. She swallowed, looking up again. "Well, no, but... I think I felt someone touch me." She bit her lip, forcing herself to stare into his eyes. "How? Where?" He leaned towards her, his eyes traveling down her body, stopping at her thighs, mostly exposed underneath the very short, and very tight, shorts he had told her to. She was now mad with ecstacy and started to moan louder and louder ….. I kept on the assault on her cunt without giving her any let up. She started to breathe heavier and heavier. Finally she was not able to control herself any longer. Her entire body shuddered as she experienced the first orgasm of her life. Her love juices flowed down like a river. I drank all of it. It tasted like life-giving sweet nectar. Now I looked at my aunt. She looked back at me. “I love you, Darling.”, she said with.