. nor did she walk away. So I decided to try more. I rubbed her thigh and raised her dress exposing the top of her stocking and the glitter of her red...garter belt. I eased my hand around her leg, moving it higher. I stopped as my finger tips met with my mistress’ uncovered (gasp... no panties tonight!), shaved, soft pussy lips. That’s when her eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly. Using that as a “go ahead”, I pressed up behind her as close as I could and slipped my other hand down into. She lost all sense of being as a thousand points of light descended upon her and her body contracted in hot spasm. Wave after wave of orgasm shook her to the core as she released herself upon him. Just when she thought it was receding, his tongue would lash out at her again and she would release another bolus of her cum for him. Spent, she leaned forward and once again allowed him to breath. He eagerly lapped up her cum. His tongue darted in and out of her. Her cum was like a drug and he, like. Seeing me sleepy my aunt put my head on her shoulder and my hands were on her lap. I was feeling very sleepy but because of the road conditions there were many jerks which made my hands touch her boobs and I could not get sleep. I removed my hands from her lap but she said let it be, go off to sleep. I slept for few hours. When I woke up I found my hands were still on her lap and were touching her boobs with every jerk. I pretended to be sound asleep and kept enjoying the touch of her soft. We were chatting, it was very hot, we were all dressed poorly, shirt and shorts, at most women tank tops and skirts.I believe (but until that day it was just my guess) that there was a certain feeling with my aunt. In my opinion she looked at me with a certain interest which was not the interest in her nephew. I was very young, it was hot, I had testosterone skyrocketing and my cock was always hard. Until then I had not had great experiences with my peers, and in any case never a complete.