I felt her surround and envelope me. I didn't enter her so much as was subsumed by her. She was the center, the heart, the very reason for being at al.... Every ounce of energy we could muster was expended for only one purpose, our total gratification. For my part, I held my rhythm back, unwilling to finish too soon, determined to make this grand event last. I planted more kisses on her face and neck, circling around to take her left earlobe between my lips and massage it. Nibbling the outer. "That's nice, darling, but put another finger in," she said and the boy obediently added a second finger to her pussy. "That's better," she said. "Now slide them in and out and rub my clittie while you do it. Now, then, what makes you think your mother isn't a sexy lady too? Or do you think I'm a tramp?"He grimaced. "Oh, no, I don't think you're a tramp, Aunt Millie."She gently rubbed her tits and thrust her pussy at his stroking fingers. "Then what is it? Your mother doesn't even have a. .." I remember on a Jumpstart portage before the plague, I was watching TV with him one evening in Cider Junction. He told me I could always remember he was a true American, because he was born on the fourth of July..." Ha! That sounds just like him! I remember Tom and Ellen used to drive us to see the fireworks, when my family was in West Virginia... It seems like so long ago..."Yeah... Kalea, don't tell this to anyone outside your marriage. Both my sister and my brother's wife are pregnant.". Her pink pussy was revealed to me now in all its splendor. Framed by her natural black hair, which was trimmed short and sculpted, I was entranced by The beauty of it. The lips were puffy and glistening and they were parted slightly revealing a darker shade inside her. First I gave her lower lips an open mouth kiss, tasting her treat for The first of what I hoped would be many times.It tasted to me what I imagined The ambrosia of The gods would be like. Her juice was clear yet sticky and I.