Aunt let out a low moan.With my right hand pressing her belly, I held her neck and brought my face closer to her. I can feel her warm breath on my che...t. I planted kisses on her deep neck, moved to her jawline and licked from there to her earlobes, and tried to pull her left earring. Aunt was biting her lower lip.I stopped at her forehead, kissed her, and held her face with both my palms. She felt warm. Our eyes came into direct contact and no one moved away. I could see the lust in her eyes. Kat woke up early, having suddenly decided she didn’t want to be a blonde anymore – at least for a while. She talked it over with her mom, who was open-minded and supportive, and together they drove to the d**g store and bought some purple dye. By 11:00 Kat looked like a whole different person.It also occurred to her that she wanted her own strap-on. She knew where there was a sex shop in the city – it was just a block from her uncle’s house, and her family had driven by it many times – so she. They apparently had little MILF chat rooms and everything. The network started humming right after Robin lost the Illinois show. Robin forwarded me an e-mail that alleged that Connie Templeton had been sleeping with the head judge. Another MILF chimed in to say she'd seen them together in Evanston two weeks before the show. Well, that was all the proof these girls — sorry, women — needed. By the time we got to the interstate show, the MILF collective had decided that an injustice needed to be. But tonight, he wanted more. Wanking himself to the images of her in his head, just wasn't enough. Did he dare to? Would he stoop that low?He found himself standing over the delicate frame of his little girl as she slept, watching her chest rise and fall beneath her sheets. Anguishing over her in turmoil, he could leave now and pretend these thoughts never crossed his mind. But his cock was already aching in his briefs, twitching at the thought of her. His heart pounding in his head and his.