She has a terrific body and great boobs that she usually reveals by always wearing outfits with lots of cleavage. My mother had said my aunt was the f...ree spirited wild c***d of the family. Sometimes I would fantasize about her as a young teenager.“What exactly are you doing”? She said in a matronly tone.I quickly sit up trying to hide my self with my hands the best I could. “Nothing” stammered out. I'm sure my face was beet red. I didn't know what to do or say as she looked at me with her arms. Deanna was much smaller than her mother. Needless to say, the shirt seemed to be glued to Darla, showing off a large amount of cleavage even though I had allowed her to wear a three-quarter length white button down shirt over the top. But I made her leave it completely unbuttoned. With one of Deanna's push-up bras on, this combination only created more cleavage. To top it off, I had her wear a pair of Renee's jeans, which were about three sizes too small. But she did manage to get it buttoned.. ’ I reached to smack him from across the table, but he batted my hand away. ‘Don’t worry, I don’t have time for marriage anyways. No one from the public knows I’m taken, and a wedding would be too much of a hassle.’ He then leaned forward secretively. ‘You know, the other night, I made love to her.’ I shamelessly pretended to gag. ‘You don’t have to believe it, but it’s a true fact.’ I just laughed in response. ‘Don’t be an idiot.’ ‘No, man, I really made love to her. She’s the only. I was really kissing his mouth with my tongue, every part of my body was all over the place, my head, my breasts, and buttocks and my wet cunt, all of me was attacking him for that sole penetration I craved, but then I realised to my horror, it was NOT him, it was Lola's father I was all over and my hidden strength as a teenager had overpowered him, and my hidden passion had overwhelmed him and even as I realised my mistake my hands were busy fishing his cock from his pants.I froze, almost.