At that moment, I thought about whether I had made the right decision. But I felt that there was no turning back, my lively hood was at stake. ... Lorenzo was well pleased with my decision. We kissed, and I felt energized by him. My body was hungry for him, and I knew that he felt the same about me. I remembered how good he made me feel the night before and replayed it in mind. I began to stroke my pussy as I watched his bulge grow. Lorenzo told me how much he was missing. She was leaning over away from me, showing off her ass in a white pair of short nighty as she reached under my bed. When she moved around I could see her big tits were hanging down and wobbling around bra-less as she picked up my clothes. For just a quick moment I thought about going back to the bathroom and waiting for her to go downstairs, but after thinking about the way she was acting at breakfast I decided to give her a show and see what her reaction would be to her naked son.“Hey, Aunt,”. His fingers pressed in, easing me apart. I whimpered and groaned as his fingertips rubbed over my clit. The sensations increased. I felt his fingers rub more, then he curled his fingers, and I gasped as I felt his fingers intrude inside me.Oh my God, his fingers were up inside me. They felt invasive, awkward and tight, he was pushing them deeper while he wriggled them. He curled his fingers and I felt the internal pressure as he began to withdraw them. Then he pushed them in again, making me. There was no hiding that my cock was still fairly hard, and the front of my pants were splotchy from the wetness I had been coated with when I threw them on. I was prepared to fabricate a story about the fitness center or some other plausible story so that I could get a replacement key. I was not prepared when she urgently said, "Get in here, now!" I think I intelligently blinked at her. She stepped over and grabbed my shirt and dragged me into the office. Actually, it was a short hallway, and.