Think. Where does she dry off? In front of the vanity. Okay,where will she not immediately see me? No good, there's nothing in the room.Just the bed, ...he door, and the closet. The door will have to do. I quicklysquirt some of the chloroform in the rag and clench it in my fist, flatteningmyself against the wall that will be covered by the door in a few seconds.Still not good: the sound of her feet is making me go blind with lust and anxiety,while my fears and uncertainties are making my hand. It never hurt, it just made me feel full and loved. And now that I’ve pushed Pauli out, I was afraid that I would feel loose, but you still make me feel full and loved.”I kissed her and held her tight for several minutes. I couldn’t believe how much I loved this woman. When we finally separated, Opal Anne gave me one more quick peck and started giving directions.“Alright, mister. We should clean and dress. It’s going to be close to noon before we get on the road. We still need to get the store. I saw him reach down and put his hand under her skirt and knew he would be surprised to find no panties and an already wet pussy. She let him play for a bit then headed for the kitchen to get a glass of wine. I was hard and unzipped my pants so my dick could be free. I slowly stoked myself as I watched them in the kitchen. Jenny went to the refrigerator and got the bottle of wine. She bent over just enough that he could see her pussy. She grabbed two glasses from the cupboard reaching up and. We were both mad with need and arousal, desperate to scratch the interminable itch.I was inside my aunt, up to the hilt, an arm around her middle while I kept my cock in deep and thrust in an attempt to go even deeper. She mumbled and moaned and sobbed out she loved what I did to her, adored how it felt to take me into her body.“I can’t leave you alone,” my Aunt Janet informed me.She had just gasped it out when the knock at the door shocked me like someone had thrown a bucket of ice-cold water.