It was so wrong, and yet, she actually wanted to drop the towel and let him have a better look. Then she wanted to rip off his clothes and suck his co...k, and make him eat her pussy. And oh, how she wanted to feel him fill her up with his insestuous seed.Giving in to her lust, Taylor gave the towel a tug until it pulled loose and dropped from her body.Austin’s eyes went wide as her naked body came into view, his cock coming to full hardness so fast he was surprised that he didn’t rip a hole in. Her areola were fairly small, perfect dark pink circles surrounding a pair of pretty, erect nipples. Her overall figure was lean and athletic. She had shapely legs, narrow but beautiful hips, and a clean-shaven pussy. Her flawless skin showed the tan-lines from a skimpy bikini. In other words, she was hot as hell!“My God, Mindy,” I said, “What are you doing? Put some clothing on!”As she lay down next to me and slid a hand to my crotch, she said, “That’s not what you said last night. Last. I was amazed at seeing them in full splendor. My fingers alternated between pulling on her nipples and squeezing the full globes of her breasts.Abruptly, Aunt Jane pulled her mouth away from my cock. "Damn!" she said in a loud whisper. She swung her legs up onto the bed and lay back, reaching for my hand and pulling me down over her. I moved awkwardly, slipping between her legs and supporting my torso above her on one arm. "Do you want this, baby?" she asked, her eyes full of sincerity, as she. I know it sounds weird but I got to know this guy and some of what he said started to make sense to me. I mean, was it wrong... sure. But not a-l-l of it was wrong. Thing is, as sick as his stories were I coulfd have probably wanked off, and moved on. No harm, no fuck. The problem was he gives his e-mail address at the end of every story, and I decided to contact him. If you think his stories are bad, try talking to him... brrr!A part of me wishes to god I never did.I guess it shook me up.