He trailed his fingers around my mound and watched as my eyes rolled and I moaned loudly. ‘Gain some, Beth. I’m not rushing.’I knew he would pla... with me this way. That he would take his time and that every time I would try to rush, he would pull away. And that left me in the position to behave. Or at least try. I moved my hips against his hands and felt his fingers push their way inside of me. I moaned again as I gripped onto the sheets. I could feel his hand pull back and push in as he slowly. Squatting down on the balls of her feet, she settled onto his penis. Resting her palms on his chest for balance, she began riding him slowly. For the next few minutes, Brandon lay back, with hands clasped behind his head, watching her bounce steadily up and down. “How am I doin’ so far, Buddy?”, she wanted to know. “Come on, Aunt Robin…you know you always do me good.” “Just want to be sure so you keep coming back for more.” “Don’t worry. Except for Brittany , I’d rather fuck with you. The building which jumped out at me was the deserted railroad hotel of the forties. It was an old brick building three stories tall. Even in it's hay day, Aster had been an after thought rather than a destination. I had never been inside the building, I did know that while I was away the first floor had been used as a night club. That was back in the eighties and nineties. My guess was that there had been a ballroom of sorts even when it was a small hotel.Fortunately I had my cell phone with me. I noticed that he had a nice long cock, which was already erect.He closed and locked the door behind him: "If you're kinda new at this and a bit unsure, it's better not to have unexpected company."I was feeling a bit more comfortable already as he seemed to understand my hesitation."You don't have to be into s**t just to let me watch. And, you said you had to clean out anyway," he said with a grin."Sure," and I smiled back.I was about to use the shower douche already hooked up in the shower.