It was late for breakfast, but I knew that Clyde would be there cooking. I called down to double my usual breakfast order, albeit three hours later th...n usual. I asked for it to be delivered; something I did from time to time when I was hung over, like now. I was glad I had the day off.I knocked on the bedroom door. I heard some rustling around, and then some desperate running and coughing. "Carmela? Are you all right?" I said, listening closely at the door."Uh—uh—yes. Uh-uh—who are you?" she. . “Shove two fingers in your cunt -- I want to hear wet sloppy sounds!” I directed, panting, and Kenya did just that -- and in no time, the sounds were in the offing.Pretty soon, Irene was throwing her head from side to side, grunting,“Shit! Fuck! Yes! Fuck! God! Fuck!” She added this shimmy to things that seemed to add to her pleasure, so I maintained a steady stroke and let her find the best way to receive it -- then watched her come apart, “Shit! Fuck!Jeezus! Omigawd! Fuck! Oh! Fuck me!. Your uncle never ate my cunt like this. I love you”. I said “Aunty, I you wish I can give you more pleasure” and she said ok. I went to the kitchen and found a bottle of honey. I made her to spread her legs and poured the honey in to her cunt by spread opening. Then I bent down and started licking the honey from her cunt. Once licking the honey from her cunt, I immediately kissed her and rolled the honey inside her mouth. She liked this action and again ejected a shot of her vaginal. She wiggled a bit for position as her damp panties pushed against my open mouth, she had me pinned down so I decided to wiggle my legs a bit and thrust my hips trying to force her off balance, she counteracted this by stretching down and grabbing my thighs to hold them down.This changed the whole dynamic as her arse was now in my face and her head was pressed against my boner trying to hold my hips down, I continued to thrust (gently) as she wiggled on my face and in order the breath I had to.