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Young Nephew

... anything about it. Consequently, a sticky mixture of lipstick and spit began oozing from her lips and trickling down over her fingers. Her pace quickened; her head began to bob; and the head of Tristan's erection began bumping against the back of Doris's throat. She moaned as she tried valiantly to accommodate more and more of him in her mouth without gagging. Despite her best efforts, though, she could only manage a small fraction of it. Still, her wanton enthusiasm continued to shock Tristan. He'd never experienced a woman so eager to pleasure him orally. He did not think her 'old', but somehow the site of his Aunt, a woman approaching sixty, sucking his cock so hungrily, left him in awed rapture. "As much as I want you to cum on my face and breasts, sweetie, I want sex," she said, panting and catching her breath. "I need you to fuck me, darling." Something in her unfiltered and naked lust emboldened him. Like the gallant young man that he was, he took his Aunt's hand and helped her up; his giant, rigid prong bobbing straight out and down from between his legs. "Can I take off your panties, Auntie Doris?" he asked ever so sweetly. "Of course, my sweet," she replied eagerly. Angling her shoulders, she removed her opened babydoll. Her young lover approached and gently traced her naked shoulders with his fingers; softly kissing her neck. Doris closed her eyes and gasped when she felt his heavy, hard sex brush against her side; when his thumb brushed across her swollen nipple. ...

... Then, without warning, Tristan picked her up in his arms, took her to the bed, and gently laid her down. Kneeling before her at the end of the expansive, king size bed, he raised her knees, reached under her behind on both sides, and gently removed her tiny, sexy panties. Doris parted her legs and watched as the young boy slowly kissed the insides of her fleshy thighs; thighs already damp and sticky from the excess wetness between her legs. He briefly sat back on his heels; bringing her wet panties to his nose. "God, you're so incredibly sexy," purred Doris. Then, pointing down to her exposed pussy, added, "Auntie Doris wants you to kiss her here." Requiring no further direction or encouragement, he gently pressed his mouth to her warm labial lips, eliciting another intake of breath. Soon, as Tristan's tongue began to circle and pass over his Aunt's clitoris with ever-increasing pressure and frequency, she began to swoon. "Oh, darling, yeesssssss," she groaned. Gripping his hair roughly between her fingers, she pressed his face f***efully between her thighs. "That's it, sweetie ... Don't stop ... Oh, god, I love the way you lick my pussy." Despite being such a young man, Tristan's oral talents were beyond reproach. And with the warm, tingling sensation approaching a crescendo in the depths of her belly, Doris soon cried out, arched her back, and roughly gripped his hair with clenched, sweaty fingers, as wave after wave of a tsunami-like orgasm rippled though her body. After ...