She could feel his commanding power down inside that area as she pictured his steering influence as it wielded itself new treks which she couldn’t w...it to once again feel down inside herself. She wanted him. She knew she needed it more and more as well. Seeing as he was the tall and handsome and most broad shouldered man she’d ever known and seen in her life only had her body screaming wild tones of a sexual manner as if whatever she deemed it, clawing at her from within. Those moments were. . but my fantasies didn't come close to the real thing." She brushed my damp forehead with her lips. "That wasn't sex, honey -- it was poetry." I rolled my eyes. "Mom, please... shut up and kiss me." With a giggle, she closed the gap between us to do just that. We lay together in blissful silence for a long while, our mouths playing sweet, childish games together. The lustful urgency that had claimed us earlier had waned, replaced by a warm, contented glow. Our tongues entwined languidly as. I see large breasts, thin waist, nice hips, and long legs; damn, what's not to like. From what I can see from here, she has auburn hair and milky skin. Her yellow string bikini is barely there, man that's one tiny bikini. My legs are getting weak. I fear I might fall off this fucking ladder. Maybe I should descend to the ground before I fall, the timid side of my brain argues. If I go down now, I'll have to talk to her, my aunt will introduce us, I'm not ready for that. I don't dare go down. I. I crawled all around the floor at her direction whilst she slapped my arse shouting “Giddy up” and laughing.Crawl to the kitchen and get me a wine she barked, whilst dismounting me and sitting back on the settee. I gave her the glass, and she calmly instructed me to strip my jeans and t shirt off, and stand with my legs apart, and my hands on my head in front of her. I reluctantly complied. She then said she had wondered how big my dick was and that I was now willingly going to show her, or.