Then the handsome man whispered, “If you think that was good, just imagine how good it would be for me to fuck you.”For the remainder of the fligh..., I could not sleep. I fidgeted with my mind running full bore with thoughts of Mrs. Jorgenson eating me and being finger fucked.Finally, we arrived at LAX and seeing my daddy waiting for me, I forgot what had happened and ran to his waiting arms. Daddy rained kisses all over my face, as he held me tight. I could feel my small breasts pressed hard up. "Mom and Dad would have come but Dad broke his leg skiing a couple of weeks ago and is acting like an invalid. Welcome home, Sean," said the woman, whom I recognized as one of my mother's sisters, in a rich voice. She then knelt down, her black wool dress belling out around her. I noticed she had on a pretty angel pin and angel earrings that mommy picked out the last Christmas in Germany. She bought all of her sisters angel jewelry in a German shop we went to in Stuttgart. Her dark brown hair. Deb instantly turned over without saying a word and my hands went to work on her hot body and her moans let me know she was wanting anything I would do to her. She watched intensely as I took off my clothes and licked her hot lips as I exposed my huge hard cock. With my hands back on her body, my fingers touched her clit and and she spread her legs wide. Her young pussy was warm and soaked and the look in her eyes, I knew she wanted to fuck. In the only conversation since we started, I asked. For a few minutes, we just basked in the warmth of the shower spray, holding each other closely and letting the water dribble down between our chests pressed together.We kissed tenderly, and I felt my reviving erection pressing against her stomach. But then Saya took to cleaning me. She shampooed my hair and massaged my balls, smiling all the while. She rubbed soap over every bit of my body, and I mean every part of me. In the end I was squeaky clean and also very turned on.Then with a gentle.