I noticed how his balls hung really low, about an inch lower than the tip of his dick. He looked pretty good. He was smooth and waxed too. He just ...unged in and swam around. “Is your wife not coming in?” I asked, just assuming she was his wife. He said nothing to the contrary. “Probably later.” He was a really nice guy. We chatted about this and that, when he said, “We have a flask of coffee, would you like to share some with us.” I willingly accepted. I walked with him towards his. ..” I started to blabber. Mrs. Dupree raised her hand to stop me. “Lack of self-control is far too common these days and not just with young men.” I think I may have seen her eyes briefly flicker towards Sophie. “Your choice is quite simple, you may apologise, leave and never contact Sophie again or you can let me resolve this unfortunate incident here and now?” “Mrs. Dupree, I am so ashamed and I will do absolutely anything to make it better and...” Once more Mrs. Dupree raised her. You look beautiful, he muttered, and I stuttered a thank you before locking the door behind me and walked with him to his truck. I thought wed go to my house, I made dinner and rented the newest Final Destination movie, Drew said, holding the passenger door for me. I bite my lip, holding back a huge grin. Sounds wonderful! I gushed as Drew got in and began the drive. We chatted about school, and when we arrived he got out and hurried to open my door for me. He had the dinner already cooked,. She smirked, “you sick nephew, you are fucking your Aunt…gotta love it!” and drove her hips against mine, forcing my cock all the way into her wet, hot cavity.Her hands rose to both sides of my head, holding us nose to nose, our gaze bore into each other’s eyes.I started moving my cock in and out, driving as forcibly as I dared, and our movements again synchronizing. My cleanly shaven pubic bone smashing against here hair covered pubic bone.“Yes, that’s it, fuck your Aunt, pound that young cock.