”“They have four spice levels: mild, medium, hot and native. If you order native, the cooks will come out and watch you eat it.”“That sounds l...ke my kind of place.”“All right, then. Bring the bags to the curb and I’ll fetch the car.”Kit pushed the cart through sliding doors and stood in the early December air. “How do you like my mom?” Nichelle asked him.“Oh, I like her. She’s about what I expected — a firecracker like you.”“Here she comes...”Kit saw a silver late-model Audi A4 approaching the. They were only the first of many. She looked so content. Her hips were swaying in time to the music. She seductively soaped up her beautiful body. She rinsed off and asked me to get her a razor and some shaving cream. I took them to her and she told me to look around at all of the guys that were watching her. They were behind everything. I asked her if it was bothering her and she said heck no. She lathered up her legs and took her time shaving each one. She then lathered up her pussy and. I put everything I had into that kiss. I gently nuzzled her with my lips, gave her a gentle lick with my tongue, and then a little nip with my teeth.She opened her legs even more, and it seemed to me she was breathing a little more deeply than a moment ago. "Oh, Bill. Don't tease your old Aunt Ellie."That was it for me. When she said that, I knew what she wanted and I knew she was mine. I had my head between her legs, at her knees, and without saying a word I slowly pushed her skirt up while. She was the only one who ever looked at the knickknacks and that was when she dusted them every week. Every item in the driveway required her to do something every week and she had come to hate them.“What about that all that bedroom furniture?”“That used to be the guest room,” she said. She laughed and said, “In all the years we’ve lived here we’ve only had guests three times and that was when my parents came during the Christmas holidays.”“What are you going to do with the guest room?”“I’ll.