Fiery Redhead Craves A Throbbing Cock

My aunt pouted and said, “But don’t you think it’s a bit wrong? To kiss and suck and touch. We grunted and gasped, moaned and mumbled while our flesh slap-slapped together. If your mother knew, Mikey. Then she looked at me and asked, “Do you know how serious that would be, Mikey?”
“Serious? “I’m sure you mean it, but these things do have a tendency to trip us up. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” I said on a growl. My aunt held out her hands to stop me from launching myself at those weighty orbs, her breasts swaying as she stood and allowed me to feast my eyes on her bountiful curves. Aunt Janet stood with a hand towel balled in her fist, cum on her skirt, the gloopy string drying in her hair. We grunted and gasped, moaned and mumbled while our flesh slap-slapped together. “Do you want to stop?”
I felt a flash of panic when, just for a moment, I thought it was all going wrong.