"There's no such thing as a good morning," I fired back, although having your hot aunt making herself breakfast in her panties and a long shirt was th... start of a pretty good morning. "Why are you up so early then?" I wake up early every weekday to workout." That's good, so what else are you doing on this beautiful summer day?" I took a moment trying to remember what Taylor had signed me up for, "I think Taylor wants to go do some stuff so I will call her after I workout and I will let you. Let me have some fun.” I tried to relax my muscles and let her continue. And continue she did. With only a slight increase of speed, she pumped me. Occasionally she would use her thumb to rub the underside of my cockhead. I was beginning to actually feel light headed as she relentlessly continued handling my cock. She finally did shift position, but only to sit up between my legs and resume stroking my swollen penis. I felt like I was going to shoot at any moment, but I also felt like I may. The mare was docile once more and the groomsman pulled her tail to one side and expressed satisfaction when he observed a similar kind of white liquid, like froth, hanging about the outward lips of that recently opened wound, which now glowed with a deeper red. Kathy asked if my ignorance had been served to have been made witness to that most perfect example of love between the sexes. I responded that I found it most exhilarating to behold but said I still could not see its relevance to. No bra, nipples showing clearly through that blouse, which is always half unbuttoned, skirt much too short, and slit high up the leg, showing stocking tops. And I hear rumors from the younger lads, that she never wears any panties, so they get a good eyeful if she has her legs open, or if she bends to look in a low drawer." I see a spark of interest in your eyes as you hear this. "Bend forward," you order, "from the waist, down towards my desk." I do so, feeling my blouse fall away from my.