“My gawd, Nancy, I so want to suck those lovely nipples.” Nancy stood up and unbuttoned her slacks. She peeled the slacks from around her shapely ...ips. Then, standing there wearing nothing but her panties, she seductively wiggled her hips as she dropped the panties to the floor. There was that delicious bare shaved pussy that until now I had only seen in pictures. “Finger fuck yourself, Nancy. Get yourself wet.” Standing in front of the camera, the focus of my passion slid one and then two. I brought my fingers to my mouth to taste. The smell of my own juices were intoxicating. My mouth gaped open and I sucked on my fingers, tasting the sweetness from my own wet pussy, smelling it. I quickly moved my hand back to the shaft of my clit, finding that sweet spot, rhythmically rubbing back and forth as my fantasies became more diffuse, Just hands touching me; hot hard cock near me, waiting to fuck me, seeing my flesh shake as my fingers rubbed faster and faster. I heard imaginary. She was utterly without guile and hugely interested. How I did learn to use makeup, did I really like wearing a bra, a thousand other details. Jenny firmly turned the subject aside when our sex life arose, but we had agreed on our walk that anything else was fair game. With the uncomplicated reasoning of youth she soon asked one question Jenny and I had been dancing around for some time."So how come you two aren't getting married, Aunt Jenny?" I haven't been asked."We were back to silence again. He isn’t pushing her, she’s pulling him, asking him to take these steps with her. She wants to please him, and she arrived at this decision on her own. Mat has never been more turned on.He stands up with Abby in his arms and walks upstairs. She nips at his neck, rolling her body against him, her ass in his hands. She’s ecstatic. She knows she has won.“If I ever do anything you don’t like,” he begins as he walks them into his room.“You’ve never done anything I don’t like,” Abby.