The raised pubic mound, the soft, almost invisible down that covered it. The puffy, pink, cunt lips just waiting for her attention.“Just close your ...yes, my angel, and let auntie give you more pleasure than you have ever known,” Mary whispered.Rosie lay back and closed her eyes as told and waited, she knew her aunt was intent on making her cum, she was hoping she was right and it would be the best in her young life, and the next three weeks would see her move into full womanhood.Mary took hold. .." Sharon responded, as if thinking about what her mother needed.Sharon looked at her mom as Kate stood there in the hallway, dressed in her grey jacket, white blouse, grey knee-high skirt, tan stockings and black high heel shoes."Well... ?" Kate asked, and on cue Sharon smiled and walked toward her.Walking up to her mother until she was standing right in front of her, Sharon wrapped her arms around her mother's neck and pressed her wet lips forcefully on her mother's. Kate in turn wrapped her. Never-the-less, like quite a number of married men according to what Mike had read on the internet, his favourite fantasy was to think of a huge black man developing a fancy for his wife and taking her without her consent while he was forced him to watch it happen. He appreciated that the chance of this ever happening, though, was extremely remote.But that didn't stop him from dreaming and speculating about what might happen one day, if only...The FantasyMike and Ann attended yet another one of. He, still calm, suddenly told me to grab his ankle while he did the same to me. He began spinning us to form a circle turning perpendicular to the ground coming up fast. At the last moment he forcefully spun us so fast I landed without much effort and he did the same. It was impossible but real. It was as if he put enough energy into our fall, spinning, to offset gravity. We were okay. I got no explanation but ejaculated wonderful, long to excited comments that brought no answers to the dream.