I told her about my condition. She said, better you push the lund in her pussy. I moved backward and reached her thighs. I spread her thighs and put t...he tip of lund over her pussy and gave a gentle push. She was quite wet and it did not take longer to push my whole lund into her. To subside my excitement, I stopped all my movements, just laid over her. After a while, I started fucking her. I moved my hands over her boobs and pressed and kneaded them hard. We both got into rhythm. After few. I mean it. You can be truthful. I won’t be angry.”When I didn’t say anything, my Aunt Janet murmured, “Bloody hell. How many times…? All right, I’ll say it again. Mikey, I know you’ve been looking at me.”The denial rose in my throat while my overheated cheeks flared even hotter. I opened my mouth to voice it, and Janet held up a hand.“No,” she said, cutting me short. “Don’t say anything if it’s a lie. I know you have, Mikey. You’ve been quite obvious about it. I’ve noticed it a few times now.. Everyone was drinking and getting high and the party was a lot of fun and I did my best to stay in the background so as not to cramp anyone's style.At a point where everyone was feeling good and the party was getting loud Melissa's friends decided it was time for a birthday spanking. They wrestled her around and as she was passed from one person to another she got several playful swats on her ample round bum.A couple hours after that the party died down and those that hadn't already left had. I was intrigued listining the story, got more turned on and asked her why she had never called me to assist. Her response came: "How come, you dumb sucker!!" She said she didn't like to mess with guys who were already busy fucking their girl friends. This confession made me more turned on, so I got closer to her, grabbed her by the waist, and whispered to her ear: "Take it easy, this isn't a problem here." I stroked her between her thighs, over the dress, then I slid my hand under it..