I lowered the chair. It lowered and aimed my face right had her mound. Oh yeah she screamed, eat me. I was happy to and I buried my face in her wet...cunt. She was so sweet and tasted so damm good. I always thought older woman would have sour juices but not her. She ground her pussy into my face and I licked up and down her slit. Her hips gyrated on my face faster and faster. Her orgasm was coming. She screamed louder and louder as the waves of pleasure went through her body. I shoved. They came back in the room after 5 maybe 10 mins but it seemed forever. my mother sat on the bed across from me and ok tommy look i see whats going on here your aunt karen told me everything, and how you were there when your peice of shit uncle was not, and when people love each other i dont see anything wrong with them making love ,sex or whatever you want to say. even with you two being related. my mom said she will not say anything to anybody and what happens here stays here, im like ok cool. But the picture of John has and always will be my favorite. There he was holding his graduation cap to his chest staring right into the camera with a sly sinister smile that just oozed "I'm up to no good". Oh, my gosh. Did I have the biggest crush ever.John lived in England, so I didn't get to see him often. But being the oldest in my generation, he was like the cool big brother to get in trouble with. We'd run around my grandmother's house playing tag and hide and seek with John, and if. (I’m not going anywhere! Atleast let me call the office and tell them I’m not coming.)Arif: Bas utna hi karegi na? Kuch aur karne ki sochna bhi mat.(That’s all you are gonna do right? Don’t even think of doing something else.)Me: Tere saamne hi call karti hu sun lena.(I’m going to call right in front of you so you can listen.)I said smiling. He looked at my face, then smiled himself. I guess we built enough “trust” in each other. He let go of my hand, not before leaning down and kissing me for.