I climbed onto my knees and grabbed her by the sides. She backed into me with her hands planted firmly in front of her. Once her soft, round behind wa... right against me, she started to twerk. I pulled her closer, mesmerized by her bouncing cheeks. I grabbed fistfuls and squeezed, then slapped each cheek a couple of times.I rubbed the head up against her entrance. She stopped, grabbed a pillow for her head, then lay down with her ass pointed towards the sky. After getting the head nice and wet. I rose up and tried to suck on my aunt Debbie tits but she pushed me back down hard and she wanted to suck and kiss my body. I felt her breast going down my stomach, i want to rip her bra off and suck on her tits so bad.After this she lite up a new port cigerette and began to jack me off. I remember thinking that this is the best. She blew smoke from her cigerette on my cock then she took of her bra and i saw her wonderful breasts. Then her white panties came off and the moment of truth was to. 6:30. Nothing. I poured my second glass of wine and smiled at the lipstick smudge on the glass.6:45. No Charlie. He'd bailed. I'd give him until 7, and then go back to my original plan of self-indulging photos, and self-abuse.6:55. A knock at the door, and here's Charlie, all apologetic because he'd forgotten where I lived and had to stop for beer. He was obviously nervous because he was talking a mile a minute, and wasn't looking directly at me. I let him ramble on about his day as he. He wondered why she hadn’t gotten a real sofa. He looked around the room feeling a little puzzled by the changes. She had redecorated the guest room without telling him about it until that evening.He went over to the recliner that she had put on the other side of the room and sat down on it. It was much more comfortable than the daybed. Tilting the recliner back, he looked at the small television with a built-in VCR wondering why she would change the guest room in that fashion. The remote.