The Game began.I had her number, i slowly started texting her. But i soon realized aunties like her didnt waste time texting. She wasnt a teenage coll...ge girl. She was an aunty. I had to mature up to get her. So i began finding excuses to talk to her. That began with few light texts, and i started calling her. my excuse? How to cook.. I would ask her instructions on the phone, she used to laugh and give them. We spoke occasionally, she was polite but also short spoken. We were formal. I slid one hand down her belly, dipping into her bikini bottoms and rubbing my fingers through her already wet slit. Continuing to bite and suck at her neck and tweak one of her nipples, I further relayed what Id seen, She actually sucked my juices and her own from my panties! She was young, still developing, budding little titties with dark chocolate nipples&hellip,.she let me touch her Alice&hellip,..she let me suck on them&hellip,&hellip,her pussy was so sensitive, such a tight little slit.. It says you're better than that."She sighed as he pressed hard with his thumb, digging into her singing muscle."And it's what makes you more beautiful than other people ... other women. I want to say it's the spark of life, and that you've always had it, and that it makes me feel like the last man alive on Earth when you look at me, and that no one ever made me feel like that ever before or since ... and ... that it's the reason I keep walking into this house every day, but really there are a. ” Get used to it? Sounds like she’s planning on making regular trips to Seattle to meet her lover. The thought both excited me and scared me badly, especially that she’s planning these trips without my knowledge beforehand. But this is exactly the thing that’s actually bringing Michelle and me so close together to have the kind of sex we had just enjoyed, so instead of voicing the disapproval that was so close in my mind, I told her, “Babe, I hope you have the most wonderful time ever!” The.