Don’t tell me you are at work?”“No, I’m not at work.”“That is such a relief.”“So, do you want to watch it too? It could bring you some...relief as well.”I found that a strange thing for him to say, to be honest. How on Earth could I watch his porn? I quickly started to look around me to make sure he wasn’t in the office. I know he couldn’t have been, security would never have let him in.“I’m actually in the library.”“The what?” I asked, shocked.The Library was opposite the office block where I. You’ve been hard for at least ½ an hour and you just keep going. Let me ride you.”We don’t even decouple. We roll over, aunt Christine still on top of me. I lay back when she sits up showing me her perfect firm tits. This is when she does what drives me fucking crazy. She doesn’t go up and down, but rather she rotates her hips. This I cannot stand. She puts her fingers inside of mine and looks down with this smile of hers that just drives me in lustful ecstasy. “Oh aunt Christine, don’t. Not. A chill slid down my spine like a melting ice cube as I heard a twig snap, and then my ancient fight or flight instincts kicked in and I bolted. As if I were running in slow motion, an orange blur left the bushes in an explosion of leaves and covered the distance between us in a second, it slammed into my back and sent me sprawling across the ground. I wanted to cry out but the wind had been knocked out of me. I rolled onto my back, intending to get up and face my attacker, but the thing was on. This is pretty normal as the men will take more than there fair share of seats if the Women don't stake there territory first.As we were loading luggage and gear one of the little cuties turned her back to me and bent over to slide her luggage into the bus. She was wearing these form clinging tights and as became obvious no underwear. I got a lovely look at her camel toe from the rear.I wished it hadn't been an lucky accident, but 60 year old fat bears don't tend to attract college girls.Off we.