My mistress was tired from fucking by 3 of her lovers all day, she was sleeping still having cum all over her. Her perfect little face make... me horny, i started to get hard again, it was 4rth time in last 2 hours. She was looking sexy as hell. I wanted to stroke myself very hard and move that anal plug which would have satisfied my quench, but my mistress have given me hard instructions not to touch or get fucked until she tells me to. But me being a greedy slut, i looked at the cum. She then took off her jack and then her shirt. All she had left on was her pink bra. "Do you think it will help you come faster if I take my bra off?" she asked. "Yes!" I answered immidiately.She then proceded to undo the clasps in the back and slide of her bra revealing the most perfect tits I had ever seen. I took off my pants and my boxers. She could see I was hard, and I think she liked it.She lied down on the couch so her huge tits were facing me. I began to rub them and lick her nipples.. Once again as I stroked my cock I heard those sounds coming from her room, which made my cum even stronger.My mind drifted all week about what I had been able to do to her while she was passed out. I wondered if I could possibly even fuck her in that state. I could hardly wait until the weekend to roll around. I must have beat my meat at least three times a day, while savoring the thought of my first blow job. I couldn't tell any of my buddies about it since it was my own aunt, but It felt. The upcoming nuptials remained the topic of conversation up to the time our parents were to leave for their bridge game at the Patterson's house. Mom half-heartedly offered to remain home and help Amanda start planning her guest list, but Amanda insisted that Mom should not change her plans. The wedding wouldn't be happening for almost another five months. There was plenty of time to make preparations.Mom didn't put up much of a fight. Bridge on Saturdays was such a part of Dad's and her.