She wants me to be her little man." Oh well. I see." She was quiet for a moment then said, "I know, you are my John and that guy down there in your ...ants is no longer a dick. He is now my Johnny. My little man who is going to give me more joy than either your mom or my mom could ever appreciate." Okay," I said, wondering why she had brought up our mothers. I knew my mother enjoyed my dick. I wondered if her mother could enjoy a dick. Thinking of all that pink she wore, I wondered if. In no time, my tongue was deep inside of her, slurping up the sweet juices which seemed to literally pour from my aunt's vagina. Jill begged for my cock, so I lifted her legs onto the couch and then climbed on top so that we were in the 69 position. The sight of her long, elegant stock- inged legs in those sexy high heels and her glistening bush sent me into ecstacy. I slowly lowered my prod into her anxiously awaiting mouth, and she began suck- ing and licking it like an old veteran of. But after a couple of minutescame the moment of truth.He stood back up, told me to relax, and positioned the head of his cock atmy waiting hole. I was already nervous, but now I was even more so becausethe only lube he was using was his own saliva. He told me it would be okay,and to just relax. From the sex stories I had read online, it seemed likeit would hurt at first but then slowly give way to pleasure. So I relaxedmy hole as best I could, he put his hands on my thick curvy hips, andslowly. From the observation station outside, Ruth observed with keen interest. Her hand rested in her lap, waiting for her arousal to reach the point where there was no option but to relieve it through masturbation. If things got completely out of hand, she'd search out James and have him fuck her, but she preferred to save herself for Morbius, for when he returned from his meeting with Olivia's client.In Amanda's room, Ruth watched the next cycle start. Soon she'd need to top up the machine's semen.