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I looked on at her lovely, squirming figure lying in front of me and turned to face the door. I grinned widely when I saw Aunt Sheen had a hand covering her small tits mouth as she fingered her cunt under the nightie harder and harder. I watched with growing excitement as Aunt Sheen began to tremble hard within only a few seconds. Aunt Sheen immediately balled her fist and bit down on it to step herself from making a noise as she neared orgasm. Aunt tried to keep her eyes peeled to watch the scene of her daughter laying in the after-glow of orgasm with me kneeling on her bed but finally had fetish to clench her eyes closed and took a step back to support against the door-frame. I watched as Aunt Sheen began shaking hard and lifted her head up to the sky. My cock was now aching to fuck and it stretched my shorts visibly. Looking down at Dee I realized that it wasn’t possible for anything Brunette to happen right then so I turned with a hopeful eye to Aunt Sheen BDSM and was surprised. There was no one at the door. I closed my eyes and shook my head, trying to figure out if that was just a hallucination or did I actually saw Aunt Sheen peeping in the room as I licked her daughter to orgasm. But then I remembered that the door was definitely closed before I began to lick Dee and now it was half-open. I was completely sure by then about what I saw and was glad Aunt Sheen hadn't freaked out catching us together in such a compromising situation. I shook my head again and my throbbing cock caught my attention immediately. It made a visible tent in my shorts now. I ached for release but saw that Dee was lying on the bed. She was completely still except for her smooth, soft back with rose and fell with every contented deep breath she took. I was rubbing my huge cock over my shorts as I watched the wonderful and perfect globes of her booty being lit by the computer screen. I was about to whip out my throbbing cock and lie over her back before pushing my dick in her slippery wet pussy when all my plans were dashed. “Dee! Dinner’s ready..” Aunt Sheen’s voice came from the kitchen downstairs. “Ooohh..” Dee groaned and shifted hurriedly as she finally woke from the reverie she was in after an intense orgasm. “Coming mom!” Dee replied as she flung herself from the bed and immediately stripped off her sweaty wet pajamas. I looked at her lovely, perky boobs bouncing as she struggled to put a bra on. Her lovely waist flared into a perfect set of round and firm ass cheeks that made me want to spank them hard every single time I laid my eyes on them. I got up with a naughty grin and began walking to her with the huge tent clearly seen in my shorts when she noticed me. “No, not now, Ali. Mom might come any minute if we don’t go down.” Dee said in an urgent tone as she stepped into a pair of white panties. “I want you now, Dee. It’s been too long, you know.” I responded as I caught her by her curved waist and pulled her close to me. Dee kissed me hard and quick on my lips, tasting her pussy juices too and said, “Tomorrow, I promise. Just be ready teen to go out for the whole day.” “Where to, Dee?” I asked with a smile forming on my lips at the prospect of finally getting to fuck her again. “Fun and Food. You know it, right?” Dee said as she pulled a tee-shirt over her head, still in my arms. “Yeah! That’s a great place, Dee!” I said excitedly and kissed her on her lovely, pouty lips before helping her on with another pair of pajamas. “Be ready at 8 bro, Ok?” Dee asked with a smile and hugged me tight before stepping out of the room. I followed her out, staring at the lovely way her round ass cheeks swayed with every step she took. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand as we took the stairs down. I had just finished clearing her patch when she came out from the house, just arriving at home. “Ooh, and you're so wet. I love it! Her top was sparkly, but very see through, I small tits could see all of her titties through it. He would get revenge. Her long curly brown hair fell around her shoulders in wet coils, teen still Brunette dripping at the edges. He opened his legs, fetish standing straddled, his hands braced on her head. “Mom, stop!” I pleaded a final time. Joe asked Fred if that was OK with him. “He got me a couple of BDSM drinks. Said Steph. Bonnie was also the most receptive to my aggressiveness.