Terry would hang back, be the backup. He could flirt a little, but usually stayed reserved.Not today. He'd gotten laid. Enthusiastically, energeticall... his sister fucked his brains out. Nothing could bring him down today. Certainly not his aunt wandering around his room in the buff."For sure! I mean, c'mon, look at you!"He studied her from head to toe. This picture was going in the spank-bank for sure! She wasn't athletic like his sister, more voluptuous. Big tits, but with minimal sag. Rounded. I sucked in my breath at the sheer size of him and how incredibly "ready" he was."Take it in your hands," he said. And indeed, he really meant hands (plural). It was so big it took both hands to hold it."Now reach down and pick up that suntan oil and grease it up for me."I picked up the clear Coppertone oil and greased him from the bottom of that amazing shaft all the way up to the head."Yeah," he said "That's it jack me good."He made me vary the pace, calling out "faster" and "slower" and. ”"Why do you agree to it?" It was my idea. I come too fast, I can’t satisfy her."“Does being with me make up?” “I don’t know,” he said. “Did I satisfy you? It’s so long since I made her come with my cock. You do different things. I can’t compare.” “Sorry,” she said. “I shouldn’t have asked.” She sat up, wiped away his tears and hugged him for a few minutes.- - - - When he’d gone she saved the videos and filed them with his details on her cloud store. She checked the end of the video and. "But I really need a cigarette. Do you mind if I smoke onyour balcony?"I told her to go ahead; and silently grumbled to myself about nicotine'saddictive powers. Little did I know that it wasn't the nicotine she was sodesperate for.We saw a lot of each other over the next few weeks. I learned to tolerate hersmoking; otherwise, she was the most perfect woman I had ever known in mylife. But a new mystery began to develop; she never seemed to want to have meover to her place; we always spent the.