"Oh wow, Auntie, that feels so good, I can hardly stand it."The young boy had never experienced anything like this before in his life, and it wasevery...hing he could do to keep from shooting off right this minute into his aunt'sobscenely ovalled mouth. The feel of her tongue and lips on the sensitive flesh of hiscock was too much, and he knew very soon he was going to lose control.Then as his aunt began to sway and undulate her body with her own frenziedlybuilding passion, Peter became suddenly. They spoke quietly, with none of the frenetic chatter I'd come to expect. Jules and John sat at my table with me, eating quietly, not wanting to be the first to speak. I could see Jules reading along as I wrote, but ignored them both. I could hear my little cousin asking his father why I kissed that girl.I answered to myself. I kissed her for the same reason I pressed a bruise. The same reason my tongue always touched a loose tooth. The same reason I peeled a sunburn. I kissed her because I. "Oh, fuck yes, Mom," I moaned, bringing my head up about a foot. "Damn, that's big."She lazily let the dildo into my slit a bit deeper, which made me vibrate and close my eyes too. I absolutely desired to get back to fucking my blonde mom, but my redhead mom surely did distract me just as my blonde mom predicted.I tried my best to hold it together, but of course, between the physical and emotional pleasure from the whole thing, it was an uphill battle, to say the least. I maintained my position. Petersen," she then said in her best baby talk, "I think you're staring at my panties, shame on you!!!" "Uh, oh no," he stammered, "I was just, you know, rubbing your leg, does it feel better now," he asked huskily!?! "Now, now," she replied, "you know you were staring, what color am I wearing, white, blue, or pink, you know the answer, tell me now!?!" "I-I don't know," he said as his voice trailed off!!"Mr. Petersen,"she said in a scolding little girl voice, "you know it's wrong to lie, and.