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auntie and her little toy

... skirt I said”, said Suzzie., “Oh well, serves her right for getting so pissed – keep going” Now auntie was laid out on the bed in just her bra and nickers and hold up stockings. “lets get pissed” said Suzzie “sure thing” I replied “I’ll go get us some bottles from downstairs, and I’ll just check up on everyone, make sure no-ones killing no-one” said Suzzie, “I don;t want to drink downstairs with them tossers, so you ok drinking in the same room as my passed out mother?" “I’ll go and get the drinks”, I said “No stay and look after mum will you. Someone in the f****y has to look out for our guests. I might be some time, Have a look whats on the telly” I looked towards auntie, “oh don’t worry about her, when she’s like this a bomb won’t wake her” and with that Suzzie was gone. I stood up by the foot of the bed. Auntie certainly looked every bit what we now call MILF. Back then she was just one hot woman we all fantasised about. She wriggled about as she tried to find a comfortable position in her d***ken slumber. In doing so she raised up her knee and opened up a truly magnificent view of her pussy. Encased in the secret agent nickers small wisps of hair poked out the sides. There was no thick gusset material, just a double layer of this near transparent fabric. I moved closer. Was it wrong to be looking at your aunties pussy? NO it wasn’t - especially when it looked this good. I wondered what it smelt like. Should I move in closer? Dam right I should. So I leaned over even ...

... more. Now I could see the makings of a camel toe. She smelt good. Musty, warm and oozing sex. Then auntie thrash about a bit more and crash, knocked over her clutch bag, spilling out the contents everywhere. Shit I thought, I better pick them up. So I got down on my hands and knees and scooped up everything. It was as I was dumping it all back in I noticed something that looked very familiar in the bottom of her bag. It was cylindrical in shape, silver in colour and with a pointy end, I pulled it out all excited. I was right; auntie had a vibrator in her bag! Was it hers I wondered? So taking it to my face I placed it between my lip and my nose. I certainly could smell her on it. Horny auntie. I was driven with curiosity now. When had she used it last? Twisting the bottom it vibrated firmly. So new batteries then. Had she cleaned it? So I rubbed my finger along its length. Well it wasn’t wet, but I certainly could smell her on it. I wondered what it would look like in her. Oh God dare I do that? I jumped up and went to the door; walking across the landing I could hear the party in full swing downstairs. Suzzie would be ages, I would be safe, and like she said it would take a bomb to wake auntie. So I rushed back inside the room. Auntie was in the same position. I shouted out her name – she didn’t stir. Bolting to be besides her I touched her pussy over the fabric of her sexy nickers. Not a flicker. I slipped under a finger and ran it alongside the leg edging, again not a flicker, ...