I watched her lovely tits bob as she put the tape in the VCR. I seemed to remember that she was wearing a bra when she showed up to baby-sit. It didn'... look like she was wearing one now.She sat down on my recliner. I'd purchased that chair shortly after my back started giving me trouble. It had a built-in vibration mode and obviously Carol had discovered it because I saw her hand slide down to the switch. She sat back deep in the chair but didn't recline. I remembered that the vibrations were. “What you did for Abby was so brave, we’re very proud of you, Brad.”“Thanks, Dad,” he replied taking his gentle hug. “I love her. There was no second-guessing to be made.”“Coach Stanton wasn’t too pleased when I told him you’d miss the rest of the season and hockey future because of your liver operation. He is proud of your decision to help Abby and the team sends its best wishes.”“Dad, I don’t know what this will do to my hockey future. Don’t get me wrong, I’d do it again in a heartbeat to. My tongue parts your lips and tastes your tongue. Exploring and searching our tongues entwine in a dance that is borne of the soul. Your arms are struggling to be released from their confines as you try to envelop me in a demanding embrace. Again I chastise you and remind you of rule #2 … no touching. I pull myself away from you and stare into your adoring eyes. You soak in the sight of my passion-bruised lips as my tongue darts out to moisten them. Your gaze continues to fall as you notice. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples and she moaned with enjoyment.She then asked to see my cock. "Yes," I said, "but let's lock the door and go upstairs."She agreed. After locking the doors we proceeded upstairs to my aunt's bedroom. Once there, not bothering with the lights, we lied on the bed and continued to explore one another. She started to undo my jeans and asked me to help. I raised my ass off the bed and in on quick motion they were off. She was standing there staring at my cock..