What he didn't realize was that inside Betty a sexual inferno still burned. She felt guilty masturbating alone during the day thinking she was cheatin... on her husband. However it seemed that he had lost interest. When she looked in the mirror after her shower she still saw a tight slim body. She was more hippy than in her younger years, but childbirth and years made that impossible to avoid. When she felt safe going out alone during the day she began to wear the type of clothes she thought. I could sense that hot poky nipple touching my tongue could not control anymore. I slowly started sucking sound came like blupp and aunty was hugging me tight and was sucking like that nearly an hour.And the managed to drop her hands into my t shirt and was rubbing like tickling me with her nails whenever I got really tickled I used to bite her nipple and she used to give out moans and we slept like that on that day again next day we acted like nothing happened.Again mom took us out for dinner. She went slow at first. “Andy, lick my ass,” she instructed. Andy got up and knelt down behind us and held her butt cheeks open and started licking her asshole. “Oh my god that feels great!” she exclaimed. He did this for a while before she said, “Andy stop you’re going to make me cum.” So he did and she rode me for another minute before she hopped off and said, “Let’s try something else. John you lay down and we’ll 69 while Andy fucks me from behind.”“Sure thing,” I responded. I got down on. And by the sound of it, he enjoyed it almost as much as you did.”Cue another round of laughter. “Almost, but not quite as much as me,” Jill grinned as she corrected her friend, causing more merriment.After the laughter had died down, Charlotte looked thoughtfully at my wife. “What I don’t get, sweetie, is what it is you really want. Hell, I’m not sure you even know yourself.”“I think you’ve hit the nail on the head, Char. The last few weeks have been such a whirlwind. So exciting, but also so.