She doesn’t say anything but lets me put my cock in her mouth, her tongue swirling around my dick and cleaning off all the cum, even the tip of her tongue circling under the mushroom head to catch any stray drops.
“That was amazing! Oh man…. I can’t wait til next time…”
“Next time?!” she looks up at me questioningly, outraged. “What next time?!”
I laugh and tumble off of her lovely thick body, getting to my feet by the side of the bed. “The next time I get my hands on my delicious Auntie…”
“This is not going to be a regular thing!” she interrupts me, looking up at me with a cross, indignant look.
I look back at her, with a laugh. “Auntie, I love fucking you. I loved that. Just now felt amazing. I can’t get enough of you, or your pussy. Your lovely, dripping wet pussy. I want to lick up all your juices and clean that gorgeous pussyhole with my tongue. Next time, I’m going to put my cock in your tight arsehole and bend you over doggy, holding onto your hips and feeling my balls slapping against your arse cheeks. I’m a young, horny guy with needs and I need to fill you up with all my cum.” Saying all this naughty stuff out loud gives me a massive thrill and I notice that strings of pre/post cum are dangling from the opening of my dick, dripping into a little puddle on the carpet.
She just grumbles and turns over on her side. Poking out of one side of the bed is a tanned, shapely foot, with nicely painted toe nails. I want to put them in my mouth and suck them, but I figure it can wait until next time – I need to give my balls time to recover and fill up again.
I tiptoe to the door and gently turn the handle. From what I can hear outside, no one was disturbed by what just went on; I’d managed to keep the noise down. I turn back to the bed with a smile. “Night Auntie Camilla. Thank you for the best sex of my life – I cannot, cannot cannot wait to fuck you again!” I whisper, teasingly. There’s no sound from the bed; she’s sulking.
I laugh under my breath and tiptoe out, closing the door behind me. I tread quietly into my room and get into bed, curling up all grinning with the post sex glow. I feel ready for sleep and I drift off thinking about Auntie Camilla’s dripping wet pussy.
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