One Teen, One Mom, Three Aunts and a Cousin

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Yet none of the three showed any hint they were rubbing their foot on my cock as they kept chatting, or in Becky’s case remaining silent.

After a couple minutes, the foot disappeared and I was left aroused, hard and confused.

Aunt Carol paid for the entire bill then we all headed back to the hotel as the women all needed to freshen up.

I even pointed out, “You gals all look radiantly beautiful.”

“You are so charming,” Aunt Carol said, she seeming to be the one most likely to have put her foot on my crotch.

I wondered, Is it possible she wants me to fuck her?

That was definitely more likely than it being my mother or my shy cousin (but with today’s highly exposed cleavage maybe not so shy after all).

Would I fuck her?

God, yes.

Would I fuck Aunt Carol?

In a heartbeat.

Would I fuck my Mom?

Only if dreams came true.

Back at the hotel, Mom sighed, “The guys are still at the golf club and they’re already hammered.”

Carol joked, “I guess that means I’m not getting hammered.”

“Mother!” Emily sighed, clearly exhausted from her mother’s continuous sexual innuendos. Again, Emily walked away.

Carol ignored her daughter as she whispered to me, “Did you see anyone at the wedding you wanted to hammer?”

“There were a few hot MILFs,” I replied, playing along with her game.

“Anyone in particular?” she asked coyly.

“I don’t fuck and tell, you hot MILF,” I teased, again hinting I was more than willing to fuck her if that was what she was implying, yet not totally blunt in case I was misreading the clues.

Big eyed hottie Tinslee Reagan in pigtails licking ass & getting jizzed on

“If your cock is as big as your mother says, you should,” she countered, “well, maybe not the tell part,” which made me wonder again if it had been her playing footsie under the table. My cock had been hard and she would have felt it.

That said, her foot probably wouldn’t provide as much information as if her hand had been feeling it.

“I like to think of myself as humble,” I shrugged, which was true.

“A true gentleman,” she smiled, just as Mom arrived back from the washroom.

“So we still have a couple hours to kill,” Mom said, glancing at her watch.

“Let’s go up to my room for a drink,” Aunt Carol suggested.

“I need to go freshen up first,” Mom said.

“Then Wade will come and keep me company,” Aunt Carol decided. “You okay hanging with your ancient aunt?”

“If I have to,” I teased.

“You do,” she said. “I hate being alone.”

“She always has,” Mom said.

“Let’s go,” Aunt Carol said, as the three of us got in the elevator.

“What about Emily?” I asked.

Carol said, “I imagine she’ll be in the lobby texting all day.”

We were all on the same floor.

Mom went to our room, then Aunt Carol and I were alone in hers.

As soon as the door closed, she walked over to the counter, grabbed something and then returned to me. She grabbed at my crotch, dropped to her knees and said, as she lifted some mistletoe above her head and well, in truth, my head too… my cock head, “It’s time for some mistle-blow.”

I gasped, as she handed me the mistletoe, quickly fished out my already very hard cock and said, “I need to do my own inspection of this family legend.”

“What about Uncle Jim?” I asked with a moan, as she took my cock in her mouth.

“Fuck him,” she said, looking up at me, stroking my hard cock

“I’d rather fuck you,” I countered, this time blunt as you please, just as she took my cock back in her mouth, this time way back in her mouth.

After a few bobs, she responded, “God, this is a perfect cock.”

“Those are some great lips too,” I responded, as once again she took my cock in her mouth.

She sucked much better than my FWB (figure it out; you’ve had clues) or any other chick, creating a lot of saliva in her mouth which made it feel like a pleasure tornado.

“Oh yeah, that feels amazing,” I moaned.

“Better than your college slut?” she asked, as her tongue slid down my shaft.

“Way better,” I admitted, as she sucked on my balls… the first woman ever to do that.

“Have you come yet today?” she asked, moving her mouth from one ball to the other while slowly stroking my cock.

“Not yet,” I admitted, knowing I likely wouldn’t last long if she went back to sucking me.

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