She could had not moved. I started go forward to back. After again I inserted till the end. At moment I started rub her vagina. Her vagina was so wet....She had started pleasure. She said after I stopped rub:"Oh very good. Ohhh.. Very good my lover.... Please, you go on.... Go on... " I said:"Don't wonder. I am going to fuck you a long time."After 3-5 minutes, I got her standing up. I taken off her shirt, bra, skirt and panty. She was naked fully. In this position, both I was kissing her lips and. She said, “she would like that, but it was to be our secret, just us three, as aunty she was sure would like to be reminded of dad too.” Over our meal that evening I explained to aunty Reenie that “Mum had found a way of remembering my dad, and if she wanted, she could do it too!” she looked at mum, who nodded, and I think winked at her, then she said that “she thought that that was a very nice idea, and perhaps after tea we could see.” We were all watching telly after tea in our sitting room. ... I started to stroke myself with more purpose.... She must have read my thoughts as she then leant over me, her body tantalisingly close to me. She moaned into my ear "don't stop stroking that beautiful cock, oh God, I'm so incredibly wet now." My breath started to sharpen and rasp in my throat. Her skirt was around her waist and she then stood up just out of my reach. I could smell her excitement. My whole body started to buzz and I groaned a lot louder this time as she licked her fingers. Eventually he stopped cumming, but was unwilling to pull out. Her teenage pussy felt invitingly warm that he couldn't find the strength to pull out. They had maintained eye contact the whole time he came. She had felt spurt after spurt hitting hit her cervix. It felt hot as it shot out, causing her to cum once again while they fucked.“Wow, Uncle Peter! I could actually feel your sperm coming out. It felt really warm.” “Did you like it? I didn't hurt you, did I?” he asked, struggling to.