What a delightful flavor, not as powerful nor attracting as Lilia's. I wondered what she was doing.I finished, washed my hands left the bathroom and ...ade my way to the living room picking up glasses, napkins and stuff. Lilia was by the bar table making her a mojito. at that moment I noticed that she only had something to drink, as a host over the years she always was in control, I had never seen her drunk.The MILF I was looking at still as beautiful as 6 hours ago and many many years knowing. My whole world is salt and sweet, thunder and lightning, and Carl between my legs. I am able to get my legs up in the air and put them on his shoulders. I lock my feet behind his head. He rubs his cheek against my pantyhose covered legs then starts to lick them. I can feel the pressure and the wetness of his tongue as he goes back and forth between my right and left legs, his hands gripping my hips, slamming his cock into my ass as hard and deep as he can. His pace slows as he runs out of. In the few months I had been there, I had blossomed as my body developed, my breasts, though small, were of sufficient shape and desirably, twin peaks adorned with cup-caked areola, typical for girls my age, hence my reluctance to wear a brassiere, especially in the house, I let them sway in a fluid motion, enticing men to reach for them and tease the nipples to harden, daddy had noted this and remarked as to their teasing, I responded brazenly one morning by removing my shirt, I breakfasted. ” Aunt Sheen groaned in disappointment when I finally let go off the support to her huge breasts and they flopped down out of her mouth’s reach.I didn’t care and knelt back on the bed. I began to caress and feel Aunt Sheen’s thick and shapely legs. She had naturally sparse body hair and the waxing she had recently done made her mature legs feel completely smooth. The little cellulite on her body made her all the more desirable in a motherly way.I took my time feeling her soft, thick legs as I.