" The voluptuous .older woman regarded her blonde niece."You are an attractive girl, you know, Julie," Aunt Dee said and quickly looked awaywhen the t...enager met her look with a knowing smirk. "Ah, what I mean is, some daythere will be a young man, a decent young man, and you should save yourself for hislove." Is that what you're doing, Auntie? Saving yourself for a special man?" Julie askedinnocently."And why not?" Aunt Dee countered. "What is wrong with saving oneself for the rightperson?" I. We still held hands. It was amazingly erotic to watch Tom's black hands on Carol's alabaster skin. Carol glowed. Sharone rubbed some oil on her hands and began massaging my back. Carol and I unhooked our hands and gave ourselves over to the massage. Sharone's hands were strong yet her palms were very soft. She kept moving her hands further and further down my back. When she reached my ass she cupped each cheek and swept her hands up and squeezed each cheek. I felt a trickle of warm oil. By now I had become accustomed to this body and I didn't get so aroused from simply rubbing on the soap. As I washed, I examined myself for any imperfections. I discovered a couple of moles that I hadn't been aware of, but other than that, this was an attractive body. I decided that if you had to get pulled back through time and stuck in another's body, then it's wonderful to get stuck in one that's so attractive.When the water started to chill a little, I decided to get out rather than run. She suddenly thought how her son’s nice rod would feel wedged inside her wanton pussy. Will he jerk slow or fast. Will he love her delicately like a mother or bang her furiously like a new girlfriend. No. No. No. Oh God , what was she thinking. Mating with her own son. Shameless. God forgive me, she prayed.Her pussy was getting moist now. She felt pangs of happiness slapping her pussy lips. She smiled to herself a smile of joy, lust and mischief.She moved towards her son. Her nighty was open at.