Aunty Dance

While kissing her I slid my hand under her skirt and between her legs. I could not get over how wet her crotch was as well as the inside of her thighs... I hastily disrobed her and laid her down on our bed. As I headed down to feast on her snatch I told her to give me all the details of what had happened.She said that right after I had left she went over to our friend and began unbuttoning his shirt and rubbing his chest. She told him that tonight she was extraordinarily horny and wanted him. Four minutes later, Sara opened the door, she was wearing her robe and she was very flushed. I walked in and Doug was just putting his tee shirt on, “Please, tell me that you never saw anything,” Sara cried. “I am sorry,” I replied, “this was not my fault.” “I know it wasn’t baby,” Sara said, her face was blushing like crazy, “Please tell me that you never saw anything,” she went on, “God, I feel so embarrassed right now.” I kissed her and said, “Don’t worry baby, I never saw anything.” . More

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