When I was younger I had an Aunt who used to babysit me, but as the saying goes I could twist her around my little finger and often got my way with wh...tever I wanted. Once I entered my teens I was often left to look after myself, I had freedoms few other kids had as I was often left to my own devices. Mother worked as an office cleaner and father was a labourer, both low paying jobs. Mother had the real strength in the family and had a fiery temper; I have inherited a lot of her. We’ll get along just fine.’ My lips wear a warm smile as I take another slow drink of lemonade. I can’t help but be fascinated with her. She’s got her fair share of moxy! Blonde hair that’s cut shorter and tousled a little by the wind, highlighted by the desert sun shows just a touch of grey at the roots. I know not to look too long at the grey, as she doesn’t seem to miss a beat and would be sure to call me on it. Tanned skin with a stray freckle here and there, button up Wrangler work shirt. Feeling its shape, she let out a moan near my lips. I was feeling her breathes getting warmer with every rub of her hand on my ass.I was just holding to the sink. She pushed her body on mine and was about to kiss me. My lips opened up itself inviting her to kiss me. But she just moaned a little louder in my mouth making me moan at the same time by pressing my butt hard. I was liking her hands massaging my ass.She then slowly moved forward and gave a gentle kiss on my lips. I was left with my. She had just wiped and licked all the cum from her lips and exclaimed how sticky they were. She looked at me, “You want to kiss me, baby?” (It was a test to see if I would.) I leaned over and kissed her passionately.When I pulled away I said, “You taste like cock, like someone came in your mouth.” I said jokingly.“Well, duh, what else?” She laughed.Later, as he was preparing to leave, he shook my hand and told me he always enjoyed fucking my wife. I said I was glad and he was welcome to fuck.