"Oh thank you." she sighed. "I didn't know how much I'd missed that until now. I LIKE being naughty with you. I'm so glad I wasn't wearing any socks."...irt, in the afterglow of one of the hardest and finest orgasms he could remember, and slightly confused to her reference to socks, could only mumble "I like being naughty with you too!" We must get up." said Angelique. "The children will be wondering what's become of us."That, more than anything else, got Kirt moving. The last thing he needed was. "Thanks, baby. I want dinner tonight to be special," she declared.She gave her daughter a peck on the cheek and turned back to the stove top."What's so special about tonight?" she asked."You'll see," her mom replied with a naughty giggle."OK, Mom. Whatever. I'm gonna go start my laundry." Great! Dinner is at five!" Cool. Hey, isn't that my skirt you're wearing?" Yes, it is. I've been trying out some of your clothes this week. I figured since you didn't take them with you that you wouldn't mind.. She was tall and lanky, and didn’t care much for her physical appearance. Her wardrobe rarely varied outside a jeans and loose-fitting sweater combo. She was aware of her body, but wasn’t terribly interested in it. She meticulously combed her dishwater blond hair, but rarely styled it. It fell straight off her head and around her shoulders in an uninspiring cascade. Clarissa had never been able to nail down exactly what she wanted to do with her life. She loved science, but hated the. .I held my dick.. Shit .. It was a disrespect to the handjob aunty gave me.. I was lying down.. Thinking wat happened..I couldn’t sleep.. I wanted her.. I understood that she wanted the dick.. I was ready to take risk.. I heard something from the other room.. I couldn’t hear it properly.. I was curious.. I removed the blanket.. Pulled up my boxers.. Got out of the bed.. And was silently walking outside the door..It was dark outside in the hall.. Aunty’s room was adjacent to our room.. The sound.