Your lips find mine in a crushing kiss, your desire evident. Our tongues dance together as your hands move to slowly unzip my jeans. Your hand slips i...side, fingers moving to my clit, stroking it as I moan against your lips, sucking gently on your tongue. You slowly slip my jeans over my hips and down my legs. You fall to your knees, gripping my hips as you pull my pussy to your waiting tongue. Your mouth devours me, like dessert that we forgot to eat at dinner. My hands grip your hair as your. “Now the clit,” she sighed. “Higher, higher. You’re doing fine, but this is the big one; this’ll bring me off.” I found it with my tongue, pushed aside a flap of soft flesh, and she went absolutely ape, crying and writhing, as I stretched out her little nub and licked it hard and fast, nipping at it a few times as it swelled and hardened. She shuddered and came, flopping back in her chair and pushing me away. I stood on shaky legs and pulled down my zipper. My rigid ram jumped out and snapped. Selena: Hey, look what we got here.I looked in the direction she pointed at. It was a stack of cucumbers. She took one out and looked at it.Selena: Hmm… Thick and big. Just the way I like it.Fuck! The way she said it. I knew she had a double meaning to it. My face got flustered up. She laughed, looking at me.Selena: How cute is it to look at you when you are blushing. Haha.Me: You are unbelievable, aunt.She hit me with the cucumber. Ouch!Selena: I told you not to call me that.Me: Sorry.She then. As I pondered I would love to do this more often.Wanting to attack her clit and bring her the oral orgasm my dad apparently wasn't delivering, I quickly lay on my back, ripped open more of the wrapping paper, slid between her legs and lifted up my head."Mother fucker!" she screamed as I took her swollen clit between my lips and tugged... the nasty and suspiciously accurate words keeping my cock at full mast. How I would love to be a mother fucker!Could I become a mother fucker? How much longer.