Glancing down at the bottle she chuckled as herthumb was still in place marking exactly where my lips had been a momentearlier. "Not too bad."She cou...dn't be suggesting what I thought."So sweet lips, have you ever sucked a cock?"My jaw dropped. "No, no; I'm not gay." What kind of question was that,did I look gay? Maybe letting Camille buy me a drink was a mistake."Okay," she shrugged. "But look at me, do I look like a guy?"She definitely didn't, she was gorgeous; as she took a sip of her. I loved that. So did her nipples. Sometimes a nipple was placed at my lips for me to kiss and lick. I loved that too. So did the nipple. Sometimes she simply pushed her tits into my face. I really loved that. She moaned. Her fuck started slowly but eventually she lost it completely and started to try to pound me through the mattress. I put my hands on her hips trying to keep her under some control but I soon joined her in her insanity. We were both gasping for air as she tried to fuse our. I removed my last clothe and started taking bath. I took lot of shampoo in my hand and started rubbing against my cock. It was fully erected and I was moving its foreskin back and forth. I became out of control and masturbated in front of her thirsty eyes. When I came out, the aunt was not there. On Saturday around noon time, I saw from the window of my room that aunt was washing clothes sitting outside the bathroom under the sun. That time she was wearing a white blouse and white petticoat and. I would peek through the door jamb at her andmy mom when they’d get in or out of the shower. I would pretend to be asleep on the couch with my hard cock sticking through the fly of my boxers when my sister would come home from dates at night. I was obsessed! This is the story of the first time I finally got to fuck her. It was the summer of 2009. I had just turned 29, my sister, Sharon had just turned 32. I was dropping her off at her house and had no particular place to be, so I was sitting at.