His other hand on the back of my head. “Mmmmmm” I moaned softly. I could feel a hardness in his jeans. Pressing against me. My own hands wrapped a...ound him. Holding him tight. Feeling his strong back and making my way down to his very sexy bum. He grunted against my neck, and in response, his hands made their way down to my ass as well. Both of his big hands started kneading my little ass cheeks. His hands slipped under my black cotton panties. He continued to squeeze my ass cheeks. Pushing. ’ ‘What’s that?’ ‘I want you to go and see your mother a week on Sunday.’ ‘You must be joking, Aunt Anne. Absolutely no way. Not after what she said to me at New Year. You must be crazy.’ ‘Barnaby, as you know Uncle Brian and I weren’t there when you had that fall out with your parents, but the version of events I’ve heard is that everyone said a lot of silly things they didn’t really mean. I know for a fact that your mum’s very sorry about what happened and she didn’t mean most of what she. “Ohhhhh…” she gasped as she felt her cunt fill up with his organ. John was inside her. After all those months of trying he was finally back inside her! He looked down at her, holding his member in her pussy. Her dark eyes were so beautiful. He bent to kiss her, and they kissed passionately. Her tongue eagerly shot into his mouth and he could feel her grinding her crotch up against him, clearly wanting to get fucked. Clearly needing to get fucked. He felt her hands slide down to his ass and. His wife playfully slapped his arm and told him to behave and as we all laughed I let it open so that he could see them in all their glory as my excited haloes were now as big as saucers topped by hard nipples the likes of which, I guessed, he had never seen and I waggled them in front of him. There was no immediate protest from her so I struck while the iron was hot and reached under the bedclothes, finding an already stiffening cock I uncovered it and with a few slow strokes had it as stiff.