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Aunt Sandy's f****y

... her smooth neck. "I love you, Aunt Sandy," I whispered as I drifted off to sl**p. *** I woke up the next morning still in her bed, having an incredible dream. But when I opened my eyes I saw that it wasn't a dream. Aunt Sandy, still naked, was kneeling at my side. Her full lips were sliding up and down my erect shaft, giving me an awesome blow-job. When I shifted slightly, she pulled off me and looked up. "Good morning, sl**pyhead," she said, her eyes bright and twinkling. "I thought this would get a rise out of you!" I groaned at the joke, and then I groaned again as she put her mouth back onto my cock, this time sliding all the way down, pushing the head of my cock against the back of her throat. The sight of her lips pressed around the bottom of my dick was almost too much, and I came in just a few minutes. Aunt Sandy swallowed my full load and then licked my cock clean like it was a lollipop. "M-Mark and Willie will be home soon," I managed to sputter out. "We'd better get dressed." "Are you sure we don't have time for a little more fun?" Aunt Sandy winked at me. "There are still a few tricks we haven't tried. Well, it'll have to be next time, I guess." Next time! I can't find the right words to tell you how I felt, looking at that perfect body, knowing that my aunt would be with us all the time, eager to show me all the ways of sex. I pulled her to me and kissed her again, hard, holding her to me so that I wouldn't forget the press of her tits, the curve of her waist, the tickle of her pussy hairs. From that day on, life around the house was never the same. Aunt Sandy and I explored every kind of sexual contact imaginable, in every room of the house. It didn't take long before Mark and Willie joined in, too - - but that's a whole other story.