I’d just made my aunt May cum. Aunt May was cooing with pleasure too. I didn’t dare go downstairs again and face aunt May, so I stayed in my room until uncle Vince returned, and called me down for tea. I came hard, in a long stream of spurts, and aunt May didn’t stop sucking until I was done. It felt wrong, but I couldn’t help it. Cum for me, Kevin.”
I humped her for all I was worth. “Pictures are never a match for the real thing, but all in good time.”
What!? I could feel it pounding in my chest. “Now push slowly and gently into me. I confess; yes, I had another wank staring at the pictures of aunt May’s awesome tits, imagining how they would look and feel in the flesh. We both started laughing. I closed my eyes and moaned. She burst into my room without knocking, and I sat up, unsure what to do or say.
