She must have noticed, as she was beaming at me. Her eyes were bright, and emphasised by her subtle eyeliner and mascara. She had a carrier bag in her...hand."Wow, Auntie -- you look -- lovely," I said fumblingly. I knew that I was blushing.She smiled."Thanks, love. You look good in that black shirt -- if I was twenty years younger I'd say you looked hot, in fact! Anyway -- shall we go?" Yes, Auntie, fine."She picked up another bag she had filled earlier with some party snack foodstuff but only a. His rhythm increased. I relaxed and produced so much lubrication I offered no more resistance. No man has ever been so deep inside me and I moaned in pleasure as me pounded me like a well oiled machine. I was yet to fell the full force of his power as he lifted me again and laid me on the floor my legs thrown back and now his full mass was on top of me as he began to pound me mercilessly.My insides were inflamed as I felt the full length of his tool enter me for what seemed like eternity. I. His father had conditioned him to endure worse.Reaching for the crotch of my panties, he thumbed it aside and exposed my hairy vagina. "Are you wet yet, Mom?" His index finger probed. "I'm going to fuck you with your panties on. So I can take them for my prize after our juices mingle in them." His finger had trouble finding ingress. I was dry as a witch. He pouted. "If you hang them over the front door, they're suppose to turn any MILF who walks under them into a slut." His voice lost power as. She started moaning ahhhhh ummm yees oh yeeees nice and bent down and kissed me hard on my lips. I was also hot like a volcano and responded equally with high passion. We rolled down on the floor and I put my hand inside her skirt, which by now had come up to her waist. I thrust my hand between her thighs, oh god she was wet like anything, and she responded by clutching my hand and squeezing it with her thighs. Her eyes were half closed and she was pressing her beautiful breasts. With my other.