Aunt Dolores was extremely peculiar, harshly criticising me if I was merely an inch off from where the silverware needed to be. Scolded yet again when...I didn’t set the rather large supper dishes where they were to be placed. We could not eat until Uncle Cliff arrived so I attempted idle chatter. We had not spoken much at all. But Aunt Dolores was not the talkative type. Uncle arrived but there was an awkward silence. He simply came in washed his hands and sat at the head of the table, knife and. I ran over and offered to help bring the groceries inside. While she gathered the bags from the trunk of the car, I leaned over her, cuddling my swelling cock into the crack of her behindShe turned around, licked her wonderful lips and smiled at me like a silent invitation, while her enormous ass pushed against my pelvis.She walked ahead of me into the house with her muscular legs on high heels and her big hips and butt dancing in hot pants.Mrs. Wilder was pretty tall, and flat-chested with a. Sarah was a case like that. One day we were eating lunch together when Sarah asked me if she could ask me something personal and when I said sure, go ahead, she asked, "What is your opinion of oral sex?"My ears perked up and I could sense a 'key' coming."I love both," I said.She looked at me curiously and said, "Both?" Sure" I replied, "Giving and getting."She looked at me and said, "I thought most men hated to give a woman oral sex."Oh ho, I thought, she wants her pussy licked and her hubby. The food was ordered and brought efficiently to our table almost unnoticed in our intrigue with one another. As the wine had its predicted effect, Helen began to talk uninhibited by her original nerves. I felt her bare foot slowly moving up my leg as she chatted nonchalantly. “Hmmm,” I thought as I slid forward slightly. “This is going to be a wonderful evening.” Her leg moved up my thigh and began to massage my growing manhood. I moaned with pleasure as she skillfully brought me to full.