Or more likely she will. She has been giving signs that we aren’t muh more than fuck buddies.She lived in a nice house with her sixteen year old da...ughter whom I had never met as we spent most of our time together at my place (or more to the point in my bed). For the first time on a Friday night she invited me for a home cooked dinner. It was a nice meal and we finished the bottle of wine I gave her, and after we settled on the couch which quickly became a make out session with more than a. .."On and on it went, her punishment, while she got more and more desperate. It was on the seventeenth stroke that she felt herself teetering on the edge of an orgasm, shocking her. He must have sensed it, maybe in the coiling of her muscles. But he stopped and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back and making her cry out.She gasped as he ground his hips against her sore ass, feeling how hard he had become during her spanking. His breath was hot and harsh against her ear as he growled. "You do. I know that your eyes must be so very close to my 4'10" body, as I continue to rub my little sweet honeypot with my right hand and my left fingers deep in my little girl mouth. I think that I can almost hear your hard, heavy breathing as you watch me behind the big redwood trees, as I continue to pretend to not notice you there.I begin to feel my thighs shaking uncontrollably, trying to keep myself seated on the bench so that I don't fall down. I turn around to make sure nobody else is around. Obviously, she was still very distracted. I inspected her body with lust. She barely stood over five feet. Her hair was rolled into an apple-sized bun. Her purple gown didn’t reveal much about the body within. I had to remove it.I walked towards her without any care for stealth. It barely took me a couple of seconds. She froze. There were beads of sweat on her dark chocolate skin. She was breathing heavily. Time ceased to flow and the air had come to a standstill. My aunt and I, two beings.