AUNT DIXIE RIDES MY COCK
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I dabbed on some ‘Fever’ cologne and got ready for college as Aunt Dixie walked in through the door.
“Joe, I’ll be having a party tonight for a couple of people here. Maybe you’d like to join us later when you’re finished with your lessons, she said.
“Yeah sure, Aunt Dixie. Thanks”, I said
She smiled and went out the door.
Aunt Dixie was Uncle Sammy’s, my dad’s brother, wife. He was in the army and he was always getting stationed overseas leaving her alone for most of their married life. Sure he loved her a lot but his job was such that they were always apart. Perhaps that was why they decided not to have kids or maybe it just didn’t happen for them.
She was around 38 years but she was still very good looking and she always kept her body well toned and in good shape. I could always see men looking at her hungrily when we went shopping for groceries or when she was walking to the mall.
I was a young Marine who had been overseas for over a year and now, finally, I was onboard ship headed for home. We had been aboard ship for ten days and I was really getting horny. We were going to stop over in Hawaii for two days and I was hoping I would be able to contact my good friend and his wife who were transferred there from Twenty-Nine Palms just before I left the States. I had met Bob and Dixie at Twenty-Nine Palms and we had become good friends, especially Dixie and I. I knew...
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