Aunt Jane was wearing a large pair of sunglasses and was reading a magazine. I bit my lip as I surveyed her firm, tanned figure and wondered how I cou...ld appear "casual" as I walked out the door.When she heard the door slide open, Aunt Jane looked up with her usual great smile and chirped, "Hi, I was wondering when you would show up. I'm starved!" Class ran long," I replied, "and my stomach is eating a hole in my backbone." Let's eat!" she said, raising the back of her lounge to a near vertical. I also kind of thought we would reach a point where we had done all we wanted and move on – but I was hoping we had a while to go before then.Yesterday morning Kelly calls me at work and asks if I had any plans for the evening. She knew full well I didn't as she had told me last week to keep it free. "I'm all yours," I said. "Good" she replied. It was unusual for Kelly to say so little, which should have aroused some suspicions for me right away. But I was busy so I agreed to meet her after. The dark-haired one's breasts are especially large, and the bottoms of her tits hang all the way down to her flared hips. All her attempts at stuffing them into her tiny bikini top fail. The blonde is having only slightly better luck. Her cheerleader's top covers little of her ample bosom, and every time she gets her right breast into it, her left flops out. Only by pulling on the front of her top, making it ride up in back, can she squeeze both creamy globes into it. Even then, the pinks of. My cock thrust deeper and deeper with each bounce, feeling like it was going to rip her pussy in half. She slowed her movements and brought her knees up, crouching on the head of my cock. Gently but quickly she moved up and down three or four times before slamming down suddenly. My eyes lolled in their sockets as pleasure ripped through me. She did this over and over as an orgasm built in me. Each time she slammed down, a small “unh” escaped from her lips. She stick my fingers in her mouth.