He sighs quietly, still asleep, and shifts so that the blanket covering hislower half moves down, exposing his sleeping cock. An idea comes tome, and...I scramble down a bit further, and breath a warm breath of airon his limp cock. I can feel the wetness gathering between my legs atthe thought of putting my mouth on his manhood and lathing it withmy tongue. I take the tip of my tongue and slowly trail it down hisshaft from his head to his base. His pubic hair tickles my face, and. Aunt Julie, who is a year younger than my mother, married uncle Tim just after graduating from university. They were both elementary school teachers at the time and lived across town from us. Mom and I used to spend part of the summer with them at their cottage on White Lake. Mom and aunt Julie, who are now stylishly grey, were both dark brunettes in those days, but Julie’s eyes are violet and mom’s are dark brown. Aunt Julie is a little slimmer than mom and an inch taller at five-seven. . She WAS still nervous about this, but was trying to be brave. Her voice steadied. "I want to feel you inside me."He pushed. He didn't try for finesse. He knew her hymen was gone. It didn't really matter why, he just knew the only discomfort she'd feel was the stretching.It was like he had greased his fist, closed it, and was trying to force his prick into it.Except she was soft. She winced and he stopped. She brought her ankles up off his shoulders and spread her legs wide, like she was trying. . " Ok Baby, it's your turn to ride!", I tell you ."Ohhhhh yes it is about time!", you answer with conviction. You grab my cock and start to stroke it with excitement as I can see the want in your glistening, sparkling eyes preparing to mount me. You swoop your tits across my face as you tease the head of my cock by gently rubbing it against your clit and lips exuberantly. I feel you guide your warm pussy over me then slowly pull off. I grab your tits in my hands as i pull on your nipples I.