We were vocal but not loud, and energetic without being aggressive. When Rebecca was finally satisfied and sleeping the sleep of the dead, I turned my...attention to Beth Ann and Colleen. They were vibrating with desire and took no time to push over the edge, and I keep sending them there until they both cried uncle.Three down, two to go, if you don't count Desi, who got hers on the plane. Winnie was easy. We'd spent enough time as just a couple to understand how to quickly take care of her. Throbbing. Glistening with cum. You smile and lick your lips. Without hesitation, you devour my wet pussy. Licking. Sucking. Darting your tongue in and out. Driving me fucking wild. You look up at me with that mischievous grin and bite my clit. Gently. I scream out with pleasure. I run my fingers through your hair. Grinding your face into my wet pussy. You happily indulge. You tear yourself away from my pussy and make your way to my mouth. Deep, wet, hot kisses. I can taste my pussy on your. ..would you rather me not help you?"I had to think about that. It hadn?t been so long ago when Aunt Joan hadtaken off my shirt before shampooing the mud out of my hair. I hadn't feltat all shaky then, just a bit shy. "Any other time I think I'd be okay. Butright now, after having had that dream ...."Lightly stroking my cheek with her fingertips, Aunt Joan nodded and smiled,but her soft sigh sounded sad. "I think I understand." She pointed to asmall wicker basket with the edge of a trashcan. “Thanks” she said shyly seeing the brown smear on the towelette. We drank our soda’s and made small talk. She was getting ready to start the 10th grade in the fall and was hoping that school would be back on campus and I told her that I hoped so too since it would put me back in front of my regular class. We talked some more about the small town that we lived in and shared a few laughs but mostly I tried not to get caught looking at her small tits. Eventually we had to get back to work. It.