I just stayed sat on the bed.‘David, can you come over here and talk to me? you know, like you did on that day.’My heart began pounding in my ches.... What did she want me to do?I climbed off the bed and walked over to her.‘Put your hand on my shoulder and say what you said that day.’I tried to remember what I had said to her. ‘Are you okay aunt Betty?’‘Yes, I just feel a bit, you know, unusual.’I felt her tremble. ‘Do it.’Was she asking me to touch her again?‘Do it David.’ Her voice much lower. It wasn't something I did. But this time it just seemed the right thing to do and she let me. Her lip gloss tasted great so I stuck my tongue down her throat. She responded and we got into some serious tongue play.Whilst we continued to kiss I was still frigging her pretty good. She had a clean shaven pussy, which came as a surprise and her pussy flaps felt quite swollen and enlarged to the touch now. But I was even more surprised when she let me remove her panties. They were sopping wet. I. I saw the stiff brown nipples and wide dark areola through the skin color bra. She opened her eyes and saw me looking at those delicious breasts. She rose up in a sitting position and while looking me full in the eyes unhooked her bra and took it off, throwing it to the floor. She cupped one of her breast, pushing it forward as if in offering to me. She broke into another sudden sobbing and leaned back onto the bed still cupping the breast, a pleading look on her sobbing face. I leaned forward. I looked up briefly with some concern but he was looking back out to sea with his hand across his mouth. I went back to the book and flipped a page. He made another glance. Then several longer looks, all to the soft sounds of the waves outside. I appeared to be deep in the contents of my book.Suddenly I heard the clink of loose change followed quickly by a dropping of coins. The man stood up and looked for the ones he had missed. Ready to help, I looked up and leant a little way forward,.