"He put his small white hand on Craig's dark chest and eased him back onto the bed. The football player's chest was like a steel banded barrel. The sh...et had been tossed aside when he jerked upward, leaving Craig covered by only a tiny pair of bikini briefs.Continuing his role as concerned nurse, Mike checked the bandages around his knee, trying hard not to stare at the large bulge in his briefs."I ... I was having a dream..." Craig said as he noticed his stealing looks at his crotch."I could. She jumped right in lying down spreading her legs for me to see that bald pussy of hers. I sit down next to her rubbing her pussy as we three have a conversation on what we are doing. Mr. McRiddle started the conversation by letting me know that what Kathy said earlier was true that I was the only person from now on who could fuck his wife and that he was no longer going to put his small dick inside her again unless she requests it. I slide two fingers into her pussy asking her if that is. Needless to say, I came pretty quickly with those images in my mind.After that night, every time I looked at my aunt, I could only picture her large ass shaking and her tits swaying as she was being fucked by my uncle. Throughout my adolescence, one of my favorite fantasies was picturing Joyce and Greg fucking each other and remembering how she sounded as she begged my uncle to fuck her. Imagining that never failed to make me cum pretty quickly. And, of course—as I slid my hand up and down my. Cris though was a sight to behold. At about 5'6", her body was one that should be displayed in every men's magazine, with a small waist and a tight firm ass. Guessing at a 34C cup, her nipples stood erect, long, and high on her breasts, begging to be suckled. Most of all, her pussy was void of hair as if she were newly born. Her long blonde hair was tied up into a pony tail just added to her beauty.Although it was an unusual situation, I figured to just go with the flow, as the two leaned back.