"Don't toy with me today, s*s," I said. "'Cause, this time, we're going all the way."Her only answer was to duck under the sheet and take my cock in h...er hand. Seconds later, it was being bathed in the warm embrace of the sweetest, hottest mouth I'd ever experienced in my life.With her lips just below the coronal ridge, Lacy's tongue licked circles around the head, bathing it in her saliva. Every millimeter was quickly covered with her warm spittle. She switched intermittently between wide. She wanted to cry when she felt his hands on her waist, to struggle. But in the end, it proved to be too much trouble. The effort would be unbearable. And besides, this wasn't his fault. The whole thing could have been so easily avoided. Why had she been so weak? Melanie got that watery feeling inside again when he reached around and worked the button free. He pulled the zipper down over her hip and with his thumbs, shimmied the waistband down over her bum and let it drop. He tapped her shoe. But Aunt Gwen was so closed off, so aloof, so shelled. Every time he saw her, he just wanted to pull her down and fuck her.Or maybe she was the dominant type like Aunt Ame. You can't always tell, he knew. Some people didn't even know themselves until they were in the bedroom and allowed to do what they wanted to. Caesar didn't really care - he'd been Dom and sub and liked both so long as he was allowed to cum in the end.Cum in Aunt Gwen's end. Caesar shivered and resisted stroking himself.. I remember shaving my pubic area that morning and also shaving my legs which I normally do anyway. We’d agreed to meet in the lobby area that morning but an hour or so before I get a text from Beth - “I’m getting a massage first so I’ll meet you in the spa area instead, 11ish”. I remember thinking no big deal, it’ll make things more interesting.I had a fairly good idea about what Beth looked like from her match.com pics I’d previously seen. As mentioned, she’s 32, dark blondish hair, medium.