He fixed himself up and then grabbed a hold of my legs and pulled me closer to him. Then he reached down and raise my ass into the air. “I can see ...hat you prepared yourself for this. Smart gurl!” His voice sounded surprised but his actions showed a different side. “Now remember, you can tell me to stop at any time but somehow I don’t think that is going to happen!” His voice was again calm and made me feel like I was control but he had me where he wanted me and more importantly I wanted to. I placed the head of my cock upon her asshole, and gasped with the steaming heat of it. “Ooooh, that feels huge,” she murmured as she felt the pressure against her asshole. I increased the pressure of my cock, staring down, seeing the ring of my Aunty’s asshole giving way. The more I pushed, the more She’s asshole stretched. She was holding her breath, feeling that wonderful pressure and sensation. It was strange, a very strange feeling, to have cock pushing at her asshole, but one she found. ”He said, “Yup, and you’ll do it just like we did it in Alaska, when I bought this old girl. You have to wear gloves, and guess what’s in the back seat, awaiting your backpack? They’re intentionally thin, but they’ll work for what you need to do. Air Force surplus, I think. And Tara, there’s a pair for you, too. You’ll need ‘em.”“Where’d you come up with those on short notice?” I asked.“‘Nother emergency bag,” he said. “My cold-weather bag. I keep a couple of pair of gloves in it.”“You’re STILL. We all had dinner and visited my dad in the hospital, I told them I would be staying a few weeks, we all sat in the living room catching up on life, all I wanted to hear about was how my sister got so dam hot.I went downstairs to the basement which since I had been gone had been converted to an apartment, this used to be my play area, which consisted of an old couch a bean bag chair and a TV I used to watch my bad porn on as a teen and jerk off all day and night. As I lay down to sleep, I start.