Im always mesmorized by her massive breasts. When aunty Joan arrived i had to carry her suitcase up to the spare room. It was now quiet late and she h...d had a long journey so wanted an early night. I Layed awake touching my cock thinking about aunty Joans Breasts just the other side of the wall. The Following Morning Mother and Aunty were going into town for some shopping. When they had left my imagination got the better of me and i went into Aunty Joans room. her case was on the floor, so i. He plunged his dick deep into me. Pleasure took my body over completely as he didn't wait and started thrusting into me quickly and hard. I could feel every inch of his dick inside me, moving back and forth as groans escaped his open lips. I wrapped my legs around him, pushing him in even deeper, he responded and started moving even faster by now I was wriggling with pleasure that never seemed to stop coming and I didn't want it to. I wanted this to never end. The sound of flesh slapping. Then I remember what hubby told me. My skirt was still wet and I was now feeling really flush. When I came out of the toilet, hubby was smiling. He told me that he saw one of the guys a gave a show to and he came out of the men's room with a red face. He told me he probably was jacking off in there. He told me to check out and went out to smoke a cigarette.We loaded the stuff in the car and hubby started it up. The air conditioner came on and my nipples got even harder. Hubby reached over and. It was interesting how much animosity I felt about our Prime Minister, but I felt that she wasn't a very nice person (the manner in which she'd knifed Rudd was a part of that, as was her playing the "misogynist" card) and I knew that she was yet more unlikely to keep a promise than most politicians. Moreover, she was against the public knowing what the government was up to ["The Australian Law Council says Labor's data retention plans go too far," The Australian, Sept. 2012.]It all made writing.