” She placed her other hand in front of my cock to deflect my cum into the sink.“What a mess,” she said. Then she smiled and rubbed her cum-fill...d hand over my mouth while grumbling, “How do you like that?” This took me by surprise and I couldn’t help but taste it on my lips. She was washing her hands and the sink while I was still in shock. I pushed her away and put my mouth under the still-running water. Sis put both her arms around me saying, “I’m sorry, that was wrong, please, forgive me.”I. She was wearing a light, button-fronted cotton blouse with ruffed gypsy sleeves; her thick blonde hair -- a dyed job -- neatly brushed fell close to her shoulders. A petite lady, a good head shorter than my six-one, Aunt Jean had a damn good figure on her. Her boobs swelled against the baggy blouse, their weighty sway discernable when she moved. At forty-two years old her prettiness in youth had matured to a calm beauty, with the light crow's feet a sign of much laughter in her life.I knew my. ." Ssh."She tugged me over to the steps and after a quick slosh to get most of my stuff off herself and me, we climbed out and took a cool shower at the side of the house and stretched out in the shade. Emily cut me off when I started to apologize again."Daniel, stop it. It's OK. It happened. You didn't hurt me."She leaned toward me and I hoped for another kiss on the lips and another taste of her mouth, but she dodged my mouth and kissed my cheek."Let's just relax for a bit."Her eyes crinkled. In the brighter light of the streetlight I noticed Jonathan was a mid 30 guy, decent looking, actually good looking. His behavior even at the high table was not rude and it was actually his friends who were bigger jerks. I took his card and left. But Jonathan continued to play on my mind. I wanted to call him on my drive home but I resisted. I reached home and realized as I got out of the car I was actually wet having erotic thoughts about Jonathan. A little drunk and now a little comforted and.