"Suck his dick while you fuck me," I said. "Mm. I think I can handle that," she said. My aunt reached under her dress and pulled her panties off, toss...ing them to my father. Leaving the rest of her clothes on, she straddled me and slowly lowered herself onto my cock. A hint of sweet perfume, tinged with the stench of sex, teased my nose. Aunt Cindy gasped as if punched in the gut as she squeezed my helmet inside her. I decided to shrink myself a little. Not a lot, but enough to make it possible. An itch was an itch and it had to be scratched.“Oh fuck! Alright, you win. I give up. But first, the shopping.”For the next ten minutes she bustled around the kitchen putting items in cupboards and on shelves. All the time, like an alien inside her, the need and the itch grew and grew. This feeling was so familiar to her it almost seemed natural now that when the need was on her nothing could stop the itch.“That's it! Can't take it anymore. If I don't cum soon, I will go fucking mad. Where? The. I went over to turn on the air. I was on fire. My whole body felt like it was going to explode. I bent over in front of the control and without even knowing he was behind me he lifted my skirt, ran his hand up my thigh, between my legs, spreading them and then licked me from one side to the other. Then, he was on my mouth again with his hand moving in such a way that I came almost instantly and nearly fell down. He held me up, kept kissing me as I moaned, and even screamed into his mouth. This. Their son and ours were best friends at school and with him going to their house and him coming to ours it was probably unavoidable that we'd become good friends. We'd been close for three years at the point of what happened here, she, Brenda, was ten years younger than me and she'd been married six years.Brenda and Donna became particularly close as they had a lot in common. Many times she'd come on to our house and she and Donna would spend hours talking together. It was during these.