I unzip and my hard cock springs out. I gather her hair tightly in my hand and slowly push my hard cock between her full lips. Slowly I push my cock i... to her hungry mouth. I go deeper and deeper into her wet mouth, pushing the the shaft to back of her throat. Look at me I command and her eyes click upward. I begin to get a nice rhythm pumping my cock back and forth. I push my shaft deep until she begins to gag and reach down and pinch her nose closed as I keep my hard cock lodged at the back. The hotel and the small town lay below us, spread out like toys, lights twinkling. But to the North, the lights seemed to dance and writhe, changing colors and shape constantly. I watched, amazed."I brought you up here for a reason, honey. This is an allegory as to what our lives will be. Soaring above the average, clear skies and bright lights. Beacons of our contentment, forever."Then she kissed me. Not a physical connection kiss, but a soul kiss. And if you don't know the difference, you've. ? ???? I spent hours onend discussing our arrangement with her before we decided to meet.? I had seen several pictures of her and likedwhat I saw.? She was 42 and had fourchildren.? Her hair was black and alittle longer than shoulder length. Early on she mentioned she was not a skinnywoman.? She had birthed four kids, andalthough she managed to lose most of the weight she was still a size 12.? She was also open about her measurements,wanting to make sure I knew what I was getting into from the. I was a sixteen year-old then, with long blond hair, blue eyes, and a nicely developing figure. . .at least I thought so!I loved to display my budding blessings in my string bikinis. I wore a different one every day, and they seemed to be getting skimpier and skimpier--or was I just a "growing girl"? In any case, I enjoyed strutting around the house giving my aunt quite a show of my budding breasts and my barely covered bottom. I suspected that although Aunt Betty had been married, she also.