”“Don’t be ridiculous, look at me, I’ve got too much blubber, especially on my arse.”“You’ve got curves Auntie Rosie, and as for your ar...se, I like it.” I did, too. It was — more than a little — on the big side, but it had a nice shape to it and it looked fantastic in the tight jeans she almost always wore. In any case her arse was balanced out by her big, pillowy boobs. Speaking of my auntie’s boobs, it was then I noticed —even in my newly embarrassed state — that they were unrestrained by a. I just needed to figure out how to respond.’ Gabe looked at her as though she hadn’t spoken, but heard every word. ‘Without telling me.’ Frustration beginning to build in his voice. ‘When did you feel like you couldn’t come to me?’ Her voice was quiet, ‘From the beginning.’ Gabe’s eyes dropped and a dejected expression crossed his face. Samantha immediately picked up on his reaction and tried to explain. Reaching out, she touched his scruff, with a finger she tugged his face back up to look at. She had shuddered as I finished and collapsed next to me. I leaned over and kissed her. I could taste the remains of my cum in her mouth but didn't care. Annie turned on her back and spread her legs."Lick me!" she whispered in desire. I pushed her feet up to her bum, and then spread her knees wide before going down on her and licking her already wet lizard. Annie was still shuddering from my first attack on her pussy when there was a knock on our door."Breakfast!" Mother Katie's voice told us. She stood in front of me and I held her waist gently. “Show me your room then!” I said, full of confidence and desperate to get intimate with her mature body. I had to get a proper look at her tiny old tits.She paused and looked at me, as if she might object, or perhaps, as if she ought to object. She did not, but just looked at me unsure. I pulled her closer, my knob growing all the time, as I felt sure she would like to go upstairs.There was no doubt about what was in our minds and what.