He had beautiful white hair and a reasonably fit body. His main problem sexually was a lowered testosterone level. Age typically does that, I'm told.B...ing the true bisexual woman that I am, I kissed Marty using just as much tongue as I had used on the forty year younger Jo Anne. It didn't have quite the same effect, but it was close. I expect Jo Anne was getting laid more often than Marty, so maybe their arousal threshold was close after all. Regardless of the reason, Marty turned right on. I. .. I was close bye?” she said, shrugging. Rolling my eyes, I let her in.“Which way to your room?” she asked, taking my hand. I nodded, pointing the way, and notice my mother watching silently as I was led by the hand down the hallway.In my room, the door shut, Jamie wrapped her arms around me, giving me a big hug.“Stacy called.” I said, making it an accusation.“Yes she did.” Jamie answered, her face still buried in my shirt. “She’s devastated.”I just growled, disentangling myself gently, and. ”“Nonsense Keithy, I’ve been looking forward to this day for a long time.”It didn’t take long for me to strip off my tee-shirt and jeans. I hesitated when it came to removing my briefs, but a sharp look and an impatient gesture by my aunt made it clear that by all my clothes she meant everything.“Oh Keithy you look lovely naked, and your cock really is magnificent, even before it’s fully erect, and I love the way your balls hang down. I reckon you’re even bigger than your father and that upward. I am sooo close to orgasm. My body arches and my pelvis contracts. You want me to cum… You slide two fingers into my pussy and massage me. You feel liquid start to pour out of me and hear in my cries of pleasure that I’m enjoying an amazing orgasm. My body continues to rock and you continue your magic… slowly I come down. There is a bead of sweat on my forehead. I lay motionless, trying to catch my breath… you pull back and offer to get me a glass of water. I accept. You leave the room to find.