That day onwards I was determined to make friends with aunty and was determined to make love to that huge ASS of hers. Slowly as days passed, she used... visit our house for making phone calls and I was more than happy to have her at home. I used go as close as possible to her whenever she came home. Either to phone or meet my mother. As time passed I noticed that aunty too was aware of my intentions, and surprisingly she didn’t show any sort of anger or rejection. She in fact started to talk to. " Not necessary, at all. How's Lillian?" I talked to her today and she's never sounded happier. With herself, with life, with everything. All thanks to you." Rubbish. She was standing right at the edge, I just gave her a little tickle to send her over." And rubbish right back. She was standing there for a long damn time. Lost and miserable, wearing that 'my life is just fine' mask over the darkness inside. And it wasn't about being queer, though that certainly added to the burden. I told you it. Laying sideways his saliva covered cock nestles between her ass; it begins to slide easily between her soft cheeks. She clenches them tight around his hard dick which urges him to go faster. His hand slides around her tight stomach and slowly lowers to her moist pussy, her clit enlarged due to her excitement. His fingers pinch her clit driving her insane. His dick, fully erect, pops between her legs and slides between her pussy lips, her juices coating his dick further. He thrust back and forth. Now with her on top I could see her entire body and appreciate its beauty and sexiness. My cock never left her pussy and switched our position. Now she was in control and she began to grind her hips into me forcing my cock to deep into her. She bounced up and down causing friction along the length of my shaft. I was close to cumming, it was unbelievable. The surges were getting stronger. She leaned forward and began to rub my chest and occasionally scratched it as she continued to fuck me hard..