It was the best blow job I ever had. It was wet with spit and felt like velvet. I lasted less than five minutes and blew my load down her throat. S...e swallowed every drop and told me I tasted great. I pulled her shirt up and got on my knees and began to suck on her tits. Aunt Linda leaned back on the couch and reached her hands under the waistband of her skirt and began to rub her pussy. I figured I would help and as I reached under her skirt I felt that she was not wearing under wear. I. It helps me unwind from stress, relaxes me, and it’s fun.”“Agreed,” she said. She cleared her throat self-consciously.“Err, how old are you?” she asked me.“I’m twenty-nine,” I replied. “You?” I asked.“I’m forty-seven,” she admitted.“Hmm. Older woman,” I said, starting to stroke my slightly deflated cock.She noticed the association between my words and actions and asked, “You like older women?”“Yes, I like them,” I admitted, as I began to fully harden under her gaze.“Seems that you do,” she. I just say, really, you want me to come to your room? They are all coming up with excuses why it would be great to go to the room. "Nothings going to happen." "It will be fine." "We are really nice guys." So.......we get to their room. They have adjoining rooms. First thing I see are mattresses on the floor. I ask what's that? They tell me there not sleeping in the same bed. Some sleep on the mattresses on the floor. The other guys sleep on the box springs. We're not gay! We go to the window. "She finally looked at me and I could see tears forming in her eyes."I'm sorry, James, things got out of hand, I'm really sorry. What youhave to know is that if i could roll back time I would do so in aheartbeat, I never meant to hurt any of you." She wiped her eyes,sniffed and went on, "Tony is my brother."Shit, I thought, that was why he seemed vaguely familiar when I met him."My half brother, actually. My dad died and Mum married again, and hadTony. there's about three years difference.