Auntie Martha s magic fingers
My Aunt Martha slid her fingers slowly up and down my pussy lips; skillfully and urgently exploring every fold of my sensitive places. I was now almost naked on her couch, dressed just with a t-shirt.She had found me there rubbing myself just a few minutes before. Her eyes moved up and down my body slowly as my breathing became uneven. I felt my tits bouncing slightly as my tummy twitched when she touched me. I had always loved watching my Aunt as she moved around the house. I was twenty years...