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Young Nephew

... moving in close and pressing herself against him. "And you must promise me -- no 'Auntie kiss' this time?" Before Tristan could nod his head in agreement, his eager Aunt cupped his face in her hands and pressed her pillowy lips to his. It was a kiss both had been fantasizing about for some time, and it did not disappoint. What began slowly, softly, and tenderly, soon became wet and hungry and passionate; their breathing pronounced. Tristan had never been kissed quite like that before, not really. It was so hungry, so wanton. He was inspired to return the passion. Their kissing got him over the worst of his nerves but he still couldn't quite believe what was happening. Her warm, wet tongue groped his, and he could feel the sl**ping giant between his legs awaken in earnest. "Hold me in your arms, darling," said Doris. Tristan took her soft, voluptuous form and held her to him. She adored being held in a man's arms -- it had been so long she thought she might melt. After a long, sensual snuggle, Doris got up and straddled his hips. Tristan could feel the heat of her sex through her flimsy panties and his pants. She took his hands and placed them on her soft, curvy behind, then drew her manicured nails across the front of her brief panties, drawing his attention to the visible outline of a dark, trimmed triangle beneath. "Do you like the pretty little bow on my panties?" asked Doris coyly. But before her handsome boy lover was able to comment, she pointed to the one that tied ...

... the top of her babydoll. "And what about this one?" she asked. Tristan nodded in the affirmative. With that, Doris slowly untied the drawstring. A heartfelt "Wow" was all he could manage when her heavy breasts were unleashed. "Bit large, aren't they?" she said. "No!" he shot back. ""They're unbelievably beautiful." She cupped a heavy breast in her hand and with the other behind Tristan's neck, brought his sensuous lips to her swollen areolas. Though daunted by their size, he eagerly kissed and suckled, first one then the other; causing them to swell and puff up like large conical caps. Doris let out a soft moan, tilted her head back, and closed her eyes. "Ohhhhhhh, that feels wonderful, darling," She purred. "I love the way you kiss and suck my breasts. Please, darling ... suck them harder." Tristan obliged like a hungry, nursing c***d. Doris groaned and gasped whenever he gently drew his teeth across the swollen tips. He marvelled at how weighty and firm they felt in his hands. A ferocious hunger came over her, and she felt a warm tingling developing in the pit of her belly. She cupped his face in her hands once again and kissed him passionately. "I can't believe how gorgeous and sexy you are, and how wet you make me." She climbed off and sat next to him; pressing her large breasts against her young conquest. Gently tracing his ear with the fingers of one hand, she slowly drew her other hand down over the inside of Tristan's pant leg. "My god, Tristan -- is that all really ...