Chapter 3

I stroked it for a while, and seeing that my aunt had no objection, I stretched my hand to the bottom of her lower abdomen. There was more flesh there, and it was the place where I used to be drunk and dreaming. I immediately felt a kind of warmth.

When I was touching, my aunt pressed my hand and said: Don’t you really hate my aunt for harming you?

I stopped moving obediently, but I pressed my body even more. My chest was next to her back. I lifted the back of her skirt with one hand, and my lower body, which had already become hard, pressed against my aunt's butt.

Her butt was as plump as before. I moved my body and let my dick press as much as possible into her butt groove because it made me most comfortable.

I felt my aunt's body start to tremble, and I answered her: Why do I blame you? I only remember how kind to me!

You promised my aunt not to mess with the old woman anymore and find a normal girlfriend, okay?

At this moment, I felt very uncomfortable below. One of my hands wanted to reach out from under her skirt and pull her panties. She moaned for a moment. She grabbed my hand and stopped me from moving, waiting for my answer

I hugged my aunt so tightly, and my clone was pressed down and I was enjoying it

She gradually stopped shaking, and her body gradually became softer from the stiffness just now, letting me hug her tightly

She refused twice, and I was a little anxious. I whispered to her in her ear, Auntie, you promise me, I promise you

At this moment, her butt suddenly twisted and separated from my body

I was a little anxious again and pressed my aunt to the bed. Auntie, we all have to keep our word

At this time, I was very close and close again, and I posted it with her. Looking at her face that was really not young but had made me obsessed with for many years.

She also held my face and cursed me softly, "You are so old, why are you still suppressing your aunt?"

While I hugged her tightly, I felt her body and never let go: No matter how old I am, I can't live without my aunt.

She twisted a few times, and her hands hugged me tightly, no longer resisting. Her chest was also actively pressed against me. After I felt her movements, my hands became unrestrained and began to slide down her back, penetrated directly to the bottom of her skirt, and grabbed the flesh on her butt.

We started rubbing, and her hands began to move on me.

I looked down at her, she seemed to dare not look at me, her eyes were hiding from me, looking away from me, looking elsewhere

At this time, her hands began to take the initiative to look for my tall lower body. She asked me with some concern: Is it uncomfortable to swell?

I seemed to shout from the bottom of my heart: Yes!

My aunt said quietly: It’s been so many years, I have to give it to you, you have not made any progress at all.

I said anxiously: Auntie, I won’t want you for many years

My aunt looked at me, let out a long sigh and said: I will give it to you again today, it will probably be impossible in the future

At this time, her hand slid over and held my lower body

She tried it a few times and felt that I was really uncomfortable, so she put her hand into her panties and placed it on my clone. She didn't seem to be that hot, so she shrank her hand, but immediately grabbed it

Gently stroking

These few moves immediately made me feel like I was flying into the sky

I couldn't help but hug her tighter, and I held her butt with both hands and kissed her mouth

She just said: Be gentle

I blocked her lips

Since I was basically pressing on her side, and my aunt's left hand was stroking me, when I kissed her, I pressed her body hard. I lifted her top, liberated her breasts, and squeezed them with my chest.

At that moment, I was almost suffocated, and a kind of softness that was still very sensuous quickly spread from my chest to my whole body, so I pressed my whole body against her, making me and her breasts tightly together

After such intimacy for a while, she finally let go of herself and no longer just passively accepting it. She got up and pushed me down on the bed, began to take the initiative to kiss me, bite me, ask me why I didn't bother her to be old, tell me about her troubles about my love, her reason for leaving me and going home, she can't live without my thoughts

Speaking of the sadness, she started crying softly again. I hugged her and started kissing the tears on her face. My aunt also began to respond enthusiastically.

We pulled each other's clothes and met each other frankly. Once again, maybe the last time, the feeling of embracing her completely naked made us both feel each other's passion.

It's strange that no matter who you are having sex with, I haven't had a casual move with my aunt over the years to make me feel comfortable and exciting. This may be the so-called pleasure of incompetent love. Even if she is indeed old, I still do this.

At this moment, she suddenly stood up and pushed me down, stepped on my top, and leaned on my face very lewdly and said to me: I thought the bottom would not be wet in my life, you... I have no shame to see anyone

After saying that, she gently held my clone and slowly sat down

This night, my aunt and I seemed to have sex without stopping. Under the passion that might be the last time, we changed our various positions to satisfy each other. Our favorite 69 style became the magic medicine to rejuvenate again after each orgasm.

She told me very seriously: She and my uncle have already slept in separate beds. She has been at home for more than a year, and my uncle has never touched her once. So, her lower body is still mine since the previous year, last year to now.

She told me very seriously: She knows that she is older and will not have any chance with me in the future, but she will not forget in her heart that she is my woman, she and I have obtained a certificate and been married.

She told me sincerely: She will protect the place that I have used and will not let it be hurt. In her heart, it is as important and sacred as her virgin being broken.

I don't know how to thank my aunt. I asked her for the phone number, but she said we should not contact each other again in the future, so as to save each other from feeling uncomfortable. I had no choice but to work harder to enter, enter, and enter again in her body...

The next day, I was going to take the morning car, but we still got up late. My whole body seemed to be apart. My aunt was not much better than me and couldn't walk.

We waited until almost 12 o'clock before we got downstairs. We had a good farewell lunch in the restaurant and rode our bikes to the car. In public, we no longer had that kind of intimate behavior.

But I rushed to buy the ticket, and I took my aunt to the car. I sat next to her. When others could not notice it, I held her hand under her. She also held me. I didn't get out until the car was about to drive.

As soon as the car drove out of the station, I was standing there thinking about something. My phone rang. A text message from a strange phone number: Remember to find a real girlfriend, don't forget it.

I immediately laughed. This is my aunt's number. I will never be able to find my aunt again