I slip my thumb under the thin strap on her dress, rubbing her soft skin. Her hands go on a wandering mission, dipping beneath the hem of my dress. H...r palms smooths over my upper thighs and her fingers sink into my flesh. I’m wearing a white thong and the sensation of her cupping my bare ass has me moaning. I use my thumb to slip the strap of her dress down her arm, needing to feel her, to touch her without the barrier of clothing. My tongue thrusts into her mouth as my fingers tug on her. As they moved closer he could feel the electricity in the air, as the aura of her sexuality played on his senses. He could hear her breathing. As he slipped his arm around her he could feel her shutter. Her naked skin pressed against his shirt and He was nearly overcome with desire.There was an old black and white movie on the television screen. She was looking at the actor's names."Do you know the ones who were kissing in that love scene...."She turned to him and before she could finish his. I came upon a young woman with a child who appeared to be around ten years old. The woman was crying and the child was actually comforting her. I stopped and asked her if there was a problem.She looked up and was a sweet looking woman around thirty or so years of age. She seemed to have a very nice figure, what I could see of it. Hell, she was young enough to be my daughter. She did look somewhat familiar to me.She spoke, "No, sir, we're fine."The young girl spoke up, "My dad died and now we. When it began to twitch, she switched to using her tongue to squeeze it against the roof of her mouth and began slowly bobbing her head at Dustin’s first moan. He came quickly, even quicker than she’d expected an 18-year-old to cum on his first orgasm of the day. But his fingers tightened in her hair and he held her in place, refusing to let her take his cock out of her mouth.“This may be my favorite part of owning you, Aunt Bridgette, he said. “Not having to get out of bed on these cold.