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Aunt Sandy's f****y

... scrub my chest, my arms, my hands. I began to get more comfortable. Then she had me turn around and she washed my back, rinsing out the cloth and wetting it down, wringing out the clear water to pour down my body. I almost forgot that I was in the shower with a naked woman, if you can believe that. I mean, it was just really soothing, the water splashing over me, the rough swish of the cloth on my skin. I got really relaxed and I think my cock even started to soften a little. But then I felt something else. It was Aunt Sandy's erect nipples tickling my back, and then her warm body pressed up against mine as her hands slid around my waist. My hard-on sprang back to life. "Oh, David, this is going to be a day I'll never forget," she said, and she started to slide down. Her hands brushed against the sides of my crotch as she went all the way down and lathered up my legs from behind. I knew I was never going to forget this, either. I wasn't sure if maybe I should be doing something, or saying something, but I didn't want to risk spoiling the moment. I shouldn't have worried; Aunt Sandy was in complete control. When she finished with my legs she spun me around, facing her. She stood up, her naked body just inches from mine. I couldn't help staring, taking in all that firm flesh. Was I really going to touch it? Was my cock really going to be buried in her pussy? She read my thoughts again. "It's real, David," she said with a giggle. "Here, feel it." She took my hand in hers and ...

... drew it up to her breast. I gasped when I felt it. I'd never touched a breast before, at least not one that wasn't covered up by a bra and a blouse. But this one was right there, in the flesh. "Rub your fingers over it," Aunt Sandy told me. "Gently. Now circle the nipple with one finger. Mmmmmm. You can suck it if you like." Of course I liked. I bent down and took the brown button into my mouth. "Lick it," Aunt Sandy said, and I did. "Yes, now nip at it, very gently -- ohhh, yes! Very good, David!" I moved from one breast to the other, sucking and nibbling like they were ice cream cones. Aunt Sandy's hands roamed over my body, occasionally brushing against my stiff cock. Then she rubbed some more soap on her hands and brought them down to my crotch. The slippery feel of her hands encircling my shaft almost made me shoot right then, but she squeezed down and the urge went away. "You've got a very nice cock, David," she said. "Nice and thick. I think it's going to fill my cunt wall to wall, dear. Do you think you'd like that? Would like to put that hard cock in your auntie's hot pussy?" Up until then I had never heard Aunt Sandy use language like that, and I never would have believed she could. But this wasn't the same Aunt Sandy I was used to. The look in her eyes was like fire, like there was some a****l inside her instead of a human being. Her hands were sliding up and down my dick like wild, her breath was coming in short gasps. With the water pouring down over us I felt like ...