“I’m over eighteen and they trust me,” she smiled seductively. “That’s one hell of a first date!” I say, smiling at him. I don’t want him to leave. “Okay, whatever you say, Aunt Sara.” He’s breathing hard and starring at my hard nipples pushing out the thin material of my robe. “Say it!” she commands as her palm stays against my burning ass cheek. Yeaaaahhhhh!” I yell as he sucks my clit into his mouth and pushes what feels like his thumb into my soggy pussy. Mmmmm. “Your dates may not be experienced enough to realize that so we’re going to build up your stamina, okay?” My pussy is aching and I really want to just push him back and jump on him but I’m trying to maintain my teacher-pupil demeanor. “Well…” I start, uncertain about what’s the right answer. My God! She just smiles at me and picks up the remote to the plasma big screen TV, mounted on the wall opposite the bed.
