What kind of fun could I have in the boondocks?As I sat on the floor of the train station waiting for Aunt Mandy; I flipped through a magazine, but lo...ked up when I felt someone there. I was staring right into a camel toe just inches from my nose; I swallowed hard and looked up to see my aunt smiling at me."You ready to go boy? We got things to do at the house so let's get a move on."She was wearing nothing but a sports bra and a pair of leotards. Her nipples stuck out like marbles and the. .. No, not that... Listen, I wanted to ask you if you wanted to stay here overnight... Oh, I have a treat for you, I told you about my neighbor... Yes, around forty, big boobs, that’s the one... Want to spy on her while she gets herself off?... Yes, yes, I am hundred percent sure... She’s quite the slut when she diddles herself... No, I’ve seen her do it already... Why? Because I told her to!... Mhmmm, that’s a brilliant idea... Why don’t you tell her yourself?... No, she’s right next to me.... Dick thrusts met Cheyenne’s bobbing halfway, with a slapping noise. Their combined fuck juices were splashing all over. Cheyenne’s pussylips hugged Dick’s shaft like a fish gaping for air. With each pull-out, the lips lost their grip on the slippery pole, and with each inward movement, it was as if her cunt was devouring his cock. This was fucking good. Then I became aware of Melanie’s two pumping fingers in my pussy and a thumb rubbing my clit. My breath came in short intakes, matching the. After spending the afternoon at the local pool I walked home and found myself locked out of the house, having lost my key somewhere. I sat in a chair on the patio to wait until mom or dad got home. While I waited I noticed the lady next door laying out getting some sun. She was a very attractive woman of 30, recently divorced and lived alone now. It was getting close to 90 degrees and I was wishing I had something cold to drink, I got up to get a drink of water from the garden hose. As I ran.