I had not really looked at Jean as a sex object when she visited, however on this particular occasion I was sat opposite her in our living room. She w...s talking with my Mother and paying no attention to me, Jean had a her black shiny slingback heels on, and I noticed her stockings had a darker coloured heel to the rest of the stocking, I wasnt absolutely sure but I started to think my Aunty Jean was wearing stockings & suspenders. No hint of stocking tops as her skirt was too long, but my. I was afraid she would feel my hardon through our clothes. Then she pulled me tight up against her. I knew she had to have felt it now. "Looks like I have turned you on, how bout you pull that hard thing out of your pants and we can recreate what those other two were doing!" the woman said as she started to undo my pants. She pulled my cock out, it was dripping with precum. Then she pulled her panties off and took her position on the desk. I looked at her bush, thick dark hair. I could smell. “Yes,” I replied. “Things are okay. Got some work and the house is okay. How about you?”“Oh, all that is okay,” she said. “I mean do you feel good or… is life passing you?”“Sounds like you need to talk, not me,” I said gently, and sat back to let her compose her thoughts.“I don’t know,” she began. “We happy enough, Gilberto and me. But is no, you know, excitement.”“How long have you been married?” I asked.“Seventeen years.”“And you have been bringing up your boys and trying to make a living. I had left my old Teddy Bear in my parents room. But there it was! Behind my Cyber Daddy, staring back at me with jealousy. I gasped. How was it possible to only now realize that the room…that room was just like my parents bedroom! KinkyDaddy4YoungGirl says: Brb. I watched horrified as the guy stood up and left the room. I didnt even realize my body was still moving back and forward, as I got wetter and wetter. You really need to be punished, Annie. Youve been a really bad girl. I heard from.