ultimate surrender

After a minute, or maybe a little longer, when we’d both calmed enough for coherent speech, my aunt rolled around so we were face-to-face and, strange as it may seem after we’d been so intimate together, I felt shy and a little awkward when she fixed her blue eyes on my face. “Bloody hell, Mikey,” Janet breathed, gazing at me. “What have we just done?” She sucked in a breath and let it out on a long exhale. “We can’t ever take it back, you know. This is always going to be there.” I felt a rush of affection for my aunt. I didn’t care about any of that. I was just thrilled to have experienced her ripeness. “You do tits realise how serious this is, don’t you?” She asked the question after group I articulated my feelings and then moved in quick to kiss her mouth. “I think so,” I said. I could tell my aunt was worried, and I did my utmost to reassure her it would all be okay. We then kissed some more, languid instead of the desperate slurping and sucking it had been during the sex. I ran a palm over her skin and savoured the silky texture while also exploring Janet’s curves. Then we dozed, slipping deeper into sleep, tender endearments having passed between us. Neither one of us wanted to stop the affair, which is what Janet called ass it. Although she kept on telling me how careful we would have to be, how very dangerous it was. What brought us both back to startled, near-panicky wakefulness was the slam of the front door. A signal that my mother was home. I pulled my car into the driveway of my childhood home, anxiety flowing through Suck me. I had not seen any member of my family since I’d come home for Christmas five months earlier. I had no real reason to be nervous, but it was just the way I had always been. I stepped out of my car and shut the door behind me, my eyes glued to the front door. My legs carried me to the trunk, the hatch swinging open. I had not brought much to college, just my clothing and electronics. I had never been much of a decorator, anyways. I swung my backpack over my shoulder, taking my suitcase in my free hand. I sighed, and began to walk up the driveway to the front door. I had made it all the way to the porch before I heard the click of the lock that sat in the front door. Within a second, a head covered in blonde har was out on the porch, her arms wrapped around. I laughed, dropping my suitcase. “Jesus, Jax.” Jax squeezed me harder, looking up into my eyes. “I’m sorry. I just missed you, that’s all,” she said, smirking. I sighed, shaking my head. “Is Katie home yet?” Jax nodded, finally stepping away from me. “Yeah, she just got home an hour ago,” she said, raising hre eyebrows. “I didn’t tell her you were here. I wanted you first.” I eyed my stepsister briefly for a Lesbian moment. “Did you get taller?” It’s not so easy when you have to do the daily grind.” Willis yelled at me as her left the building. "DOESNíT THAT LOOK PRETTY? A couple of times mom had called me and tried to talk some sense group into me. She was quite persistent, but so was I. I listened to her arguments and then I tried to explain that I wasn’t doing it for myself, but for Lizzy’s own good; that I wanted her Lesbian to forget me, fall in love again, and be happy. He smiled and pulled out slowly. The blowjob continued with the girls taking notes, studying on how they might improve their technique. I gasped, my nipples throbbing against the desk. Again she said "it has been 3 months since I had even fucked any one". He slid his hands Suck along the contours of that fine ass, his cock now ass hard as a rock. She spat on her hand and reached between her legs. “What?” I exclaimed, pushing up above my wife. There were no more discussions. I have many videos of tits her for my viewing pleasure. She looks so innocent and peaceful as she slumbers. I knocked on their apartment door.