Already quite light. I look around the unfamiliar room — there are green wallpapers on the walls, a ceiling on the ceiling. Where does all this come from? In my home there is no such thing, and the bed, even though it is rather wide and comfortable, but also alien ... As images on a webpage with a slow connection, one by one pictures of yesterday evening begin to appear in my head, connecting separate fragments into a whole mosaic. The apartment is quiet and only seems from the kitchen comes the faint sound of water pouring from the tap, sometimes interrupted by quiet rustling and tapping. Aunt Lena ... I am lying in her bed on a large and soft mattress, but Elena Sergeevna herself is no longer around.

In order to better hear what is happening outside the room, I moved closer to the edge and shifted my head to the next pillow I was sleeping on. There was a subtle and "sweet" smell of good perfume, which immediately associatively acted on certain functions of my body, which in the inguinal region as it "twisted" and then followed the flow of blood to the lower body — the head of the penis began to increase by tightening the skin of the upper flesh and only now it turned out that it aches a bit, though not much.

I didn’t see Aunt Lena’s naked body in the light, but I was well remembered by other senses — touch and smell, and if you want hearing. Indeed, although her “gates” were somewhat broad, this small, inherent to all mature and giving birth women, was fully compensated by other virtues — hypnotic femininity and incredible sexuality, which is given exclusively by nature and which manifested itself in bed in all its actions and words .

To inspect the state of my reproductive organ, I threw back the blanket and saw that its slight reddening was not the only result of our joint stay with Elena Sergeyevna in a bed — in the place where our “causal places” had direct contact, shamefully flashed a little and already dried up yellowish spot. Suddenly my erotic thoughts were interrupted by a phone call from the hallway. Mobile phones had already appeared, but still were not widely and widely distributed, therefore city communications still remained relevant.

“Hello, Vera ... yes, I’m still sleeping on the couch ... but I’m not lying.” It was clear that Aunt Lena was talking to my mother and it was about me.
From the quiet conversation of two women, I could not hear everything, but the general meaning was well understood.
- “Yes, alive and well, and what could happen to him? ... you leave before lunch ... there is no key? Well, let her stay if she wants ... well, good for you to laugh ... yeah, let's ... while Vera. "
There was a knock of the tube being laid on the apparatus, and after half a minute in the doorway Aunt Lena appeared dressed in a short dressing-gown. Seeing that I was not sleeping, she came closer to the bed.

“Your mother called, said she was leaving for business and would not be back soon, so you will have to stay here again, but in general, if you want, you can go for a walk, of course.” I silently took her by the floor and tried to knock her back on the bed, pulled to himself.
- "Well, well, well! ..." - she bent over and let her ass stand, tried to escape, backing away from me and in the heat of the struggle showing everything that she had under her robe, and there was only nothing covered by what she had given her mother.
Despite the fact that I was not a weak guy, Aunt Lena still managed to do it, and she, wagging her plump “tonsils”, deftly bounced to the exit. Now she stood and looked at me with the smile of Dzhokonda.

- "Aunt Len, I will immediately get up if you let me kiss one of your ... please."
- “If you promise to miss me.”
- “I swear!”
She came up again and making sure that she was not in danger of being piled on the bed, she unzipped the top buttons on her robe. Then she bent over my face ... Large white breasts with protruding dark "beans" nipples, fell out and hung in front of me.
- “Choose which one ... only quickly Sash, otherwise everything is already on the table.”
Yeah ... what, and she could master the man. Although I realized that yesterday.

- “Everything, everything, well, everything! ... you want to turn them into a cow udder? You promised ... get up ”- I had to break away from the magic“ sources of life ”Elena Sergeevna through force and get out of bed.
- “Your clothes are out there.” - she pointed to the ottoman, which yesterday was the first to take upon itself the “blow” of our bodies and on which my things now peacefully rested.

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“I told you that I never really knew how to cook.” We sat in the same places in the living room and ate an omelet with a cup of instant cappuccino coffee.
“Aunt Lena, I promised to bring something to you today. So what to do?"
- “Nothing terrible, Sasha, well, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow you bring it, now it’s not in a hurry, because ... you are still my guest.”
Setting the empty plate aside, I moved the table aside and sat down in front of Elena Sergeevna’s round knees that were pushed together.

- “And what did I say that you were so directly“ blown up ”? - she smiled stroked my head and spread my legs, showing that I had not yet seen close to the light.
To what she could see there, it was impossible to apply the commonly used comparison in the form of “pie”, “rose” or there “shell” - rather it was a long and wide hairy “palm” from the pubis and to the anus. by the way, despite its unusually impressive size, without any unnecessary sagging and turning out, it looked even pretty.
Her libido was given only by the shiny and attracting masculine gaze running along the “palm”, the “life line”, which extended downwards and ended with a kind of eyelet.

“Are you going to do this in the chair? ... I’m not 18 years old Sasha and I can’t get out so dear ... let's not do it like that.” Aunt Lena rose to her feet and put both chairs next to each other distance, picked up the robe from below and sat between them on the carpeted floor. Then she sank on her back and, like in a gynecological chair, put her calves on the armrests.
It was just a beautiful position for a comprehensive internal "study".

- “Do you know that the gum is over? Yesterday you used all of them a disgrace. ”- Elena Sergeyevna, of course, meant condoms.
““ Lena's aunts, there were only three of them there, ”I replied, holding my big“ probe ”with my hand and dropping down after her.
“Right, three, and now there is not one ... So do not forget Sasha at the end to“ get out ”of me, please, otherwise I will marry you to yourself.” She laughed softly.
Temporarily joining together in a single symbiosis, we leisurely began the most fundamental in nature, "sacred ritual" of the continuation of the human race ...

Aunt Lena during such “rituals” never lay absolutely silently, apparently speaking at such moments, it was a special pleasure for her.
- “Go down a little lower Sasha ... yeah ... when you get to the very end ... mmm ... don't rush right back ... make a stop so I can feel you well inside ..." - she only stopped for to start kissing me and that meant i was doing everything right, as she likes.

- “Lena Teet ...” - I moaned feeling the close approach of ejaculation, so that she let go of my buttocks and made it possible to “jump out” in time, but Elena Sergeyevna did an unexpected thing ...
- “Stop, stop, stop, nice little ...” - her hand stuck out from below, took up my already fallen and almost ready for ejaculation member, and can, out of gratitude for my diligence and gentle treatment, put it even lower ...
The lubricant flowing out of it on the crotch was quite enough and the head easily slid into the relaxed anus to immediately make the final winning salute.

Oh, Aunt Lena, Aunt Lena ... even considering the increased size of her genitals and allowing for a naturally larger and neighboring hole, she would never have managed without preparation ...