When I'd finished speaking there was an awkward pause before Betty opened her mouth to say something then appeared to think better of it, smiled thinl... and said."Doesn't matter" Walking off back down the hallway, my eyes following her, wondering what all that was about.Later that evening back at home another argument erupted. Earlier, after finishing at Betty's I'd walked upto the shops with Maria and Steven in his pram. There was a nice buxom lady walking in front of us, she was wearing a. I entered auntie’s room and opened her cup board. I was searching for her bra and panties. I could not find anything in there, and then I opened a big suit case just above the cupboard. It had all I was searching for, my aunt’s bra, panties, skirts and every undergarment she used. I took one of my favourite bra aunt used to wear, a pale white bra with cum stains on it. I grabbed some of the panties and smelled them to feel her salty pussy. I went to the toilet to see if I can find some recently. .... and abruptly pounded my cock all the way into her ass. Catie screamed as her ass cheeks hit my belly and she felt the fullness of johns cock in her pussy and mine in her ass. We all froze for a second - like a hot sweating statue. Only the sound of our heavy breathing filled the room.And Catie then slowly lifted herself up.... I could feel the cool air hit my shaft as she moved, and john’s balls hot against my own. Catie stopped when she felt that just the heads of our cocks were still. I wore an old white v-necked tee shirt on my way here and neglected to even bring a bra. If it rains on the 1/2 mile walk home I’ll be a lot closer to pole dancing than I’d ever have thought possible. I shrug, slip the shirt over my slightly reddened shoulders, hike up a light-blue, boy-short panties, followed by my cut-off, daisy-dukes. I kick my feet into purple Chuck Taylors and turn to leave. The shock of hearing my own scream in response to the clap of thunder that strikes as I’m about to.