Auntie and I

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My dick sprang up, hard as rock. My Aunt stood by the mirror in her nightgown, pouting her lips and cupping her breasts, so full and firm, they stood out large, barely keeping inside her lacy bra. Peeking through the door crack, I was trying to keep still, but finding it more and more difficult to do. My Aunt finally moved away from the mirror and to the bed, where she laid down and spread her legs. Every morning it was the same, needing to feel the hot clit against her fingers. As Aunt played with herself,

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