I lunged instinctively at her gun hand and clamped my thumb to the firing pan scattering the powder before my momentum sent us sprawling on the floor ...f the imposing entrance hall.I looked up at a tired looking woman, once a great beauty now worn down by sorrow, "John Mottram I presume," she said icily."Lady Fitzgibbon," I replied, as I climbed to my feet, "Delighted to meet you!" You have his eyes," she said, "And the lies fall as easily from your lips as from his." Madam?" I queried."It is no. My aunt and her children stayed here and were mostly alone. Aunt was a mother of 2 and was in her early thirties. Since my teenage, I enjoyed staring at her assets. She had big boobs and a nice ass. She was a figure to die for. Although I used to fantasize about my aunt, I never had a chance to feel her of any sorts. But this incident changed the total scenario.I reached her house, rang the doorbell but no one answered. I knew the kitchen door would be open and so got in through there.Then I. After all, this is something absolutely new and will take a bit of adjustment. I figure that it's like having a chipped tooth. Your tongue just will not leave it alone for a while.So I get up again and sit, naked, in my living room and switch on the television to try and occupy my mind and concentrate on something other than my ass, with its invasion of black rubber. Fortunately, I get into "The Hunger Games". A really great film and, having read the books, keeps me totally adsorbed for an hour. I put more pressure on with my finger as I wrapped her clit with my lips. Her moaning increased in volume and I was sure the neighbours could hear us. I didn't care as I was getting so turned on from her taste and her pleasure."Don't stop Mark, don't stop darling, don't stop," she breathed. "Ahhhh, oooohhhhMarrrrrk” she cried out as she came. "Ooohh, oh, oh, oooonh" she moaned as she calmed down. By now, I had the tip of my finger in her arsehole and she held my face against her hairy pussy as.