I cant protest all I could manage was a weak, “Please don’t fuck me…mom…please don’t fuck me.” She was boss at that time. “I won’t Ish..., I won’t…just this time…let me suck this beautiful hard cock” I acquiesced with my silence. She took my cock out as I slept on the bed. The time she hold my cock I don’t want live any more. Oh my god, believe me she hold my cock in her mouth and start sucking it as she was doing it for the first time. The first cord of hot cum hit moms neck and the second. As we walked along I noticed we were linked arm in arm and hand in hand, the age difference was definitely there and so was the silky white skin of aunty and the tan color of me.I do not think anyone noticed us, in a cosmopolitan city one more multinational couple did not make any difference. When we got home aunty said she needed to rest for a couple of hours and wanted me to come and keep her company, this time she took me to her bedroom which was much bigger than mine and showed me the. She needed to. She'd never needed anyone, but now she was standing here like a school girl with a crush. She smacked herself in the forehead a couple of times. "What is wrong with me?!"There was a knock and she opened the door before the last rap. She pulled him inside and jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his waist and peppering his face with kisses. "I don't want to talk. Can we go to the bedroom? Please? It'll be different this time. I swear! Please."Something she'd said wasn't right.. I am not going to perv on you while you shower. That makes me feel creepy even thinking about it after what you told me. Plus I am not sure you aren't lying to me again as some sort of trick," I told her as my phone beeped that I had a text.She was still sitting on the bed when I read the text."Mabel is not lying. Let her shower." the text told me. "Ask if you need to call down for a razor, towels, more soap, or anything." Do you need me to call the front desk to ask for a razor, shaving cream,.