Staring at her, I thought, "She's sleeping so soundly, why shouldn't I have some fun with her while she's sleeping? She's so fucking drunk that she wo...'t remember anything if I touch her up a bit. I think I deserve it because so many fucking thugs have grabbed her hot spots tonight!"???? I started having my magic hour very gently, still not sure if she'd wake up. Laying my hand on her huge firm breast I felt her steady breathing. Her breast felt nice to touch that I started squeezing it with a. Applied some more oil there and started massaging. I slipped my hands to the sides and gently massaged the sides of her breasts, but didn’t really touch them. Only teased her. She would have to wait. I put pressure on all the perfect spots and she started to get horny. She was moaning like a crazy woman now and asking me for more. I moved to her lower back. I sat on her ass and started massaging her back. Now, this part had to be quick otherwise she would start feeling less horny.So I quickly. She wasn't the only one."Hello?" I asked in turn, wondering how she'd gotten this number; I'd called her on my cell phone. "Aunt Claire?" Thank goodness you're alright, Patricia," she said in a rush that didn't sound like her at all and I sighed."I'm fine, Aunt Claire, I told you I'd call when I got home. How did you get this number? Did Dad call you?" I paused and didn't hear anything. "Claire?" There's no need for panic, is there?" The voice coming through the telephone was a soft alto, a. Stick it in...stick it in” she kept repeating. I just kept toying around her soft entry point with my rigid dick.Eventually I gave in because I couldn’t contain myself any longer. My hands were on her hips...her arse sort of bouncing off my thighs and supported by the climbing harness. She was fully limbered up for penetration. It was all butt flounce and cock tunnelling in an instance.Man was it sensational. Her pussy suspended just above my cock. I pushed in and her cunny funnel held my cock.