“You kiss well, too,” Sally pants as she leads him down the hall to her bedroom. Chris stops them at the door to the bedroom.
“Let me give you a bath, first,” he says, pointing toward her master bathroom with the sunken bathtub.
“A bath?” Sally says. “I don’t want a bath, Chris. It’s been a long time for me, longer than it’s been for you. I just want your hard cock inside my aching pussy.” She steps back and slips the straps of her dress off her shoulders, pulling it away from her tits and letting it fall to the floor. Chris’ breathing stops as he takes in the magnificent vision standing before him. Aunt Sally’s breasts sit high and firm on her chest with large, dark areolas, perfectly centered on the front of her cream colored mounds. Her hard nipples are pointing straight out about half an inch long and nearly as thick. His eyes take in her flat stomach and tight abs, which could be on the cover of an exercise video, and then travel down to her pubic hair which consists of a neatly trimmed two-inch vertical stripe down the front of her pussy mound. Stepping away from her dress she starts unbuttoning Chris’ shirt.
“Sally,” Chris says, caressing her cheek with his hand. “You are beautiful. You’re like a sex goddess; every guy’s fantasy come true. My first impulse is to throw you on the bed and jump on top of you,” Chris says, massaging her shoulders and neck. “But trust me. You’ve waited this long, waiting until after a bath isn’t going to hurt you. In fact, I guarantee you’ll have a more prolonged, more intense orgasm if we do it my way. Okay?” He slips his shirt off and lets her undo his jeans while he runs his hands along her bare shoulders.
“You’re the boss,” Sally says, pulling his jeans down and staring at the tent his cock is making in his boxer shorts. “You sure you want to wait?” she chuckles as she pulls his boxers down and feasts her eyes on his long hard cock. She was right, he’s just as long as Frank, but thankfully, not as wide. She kneels down, slipping his boxers off his feet and tossing them aside. While she’s down there, she encircles his rigid cock with her fingers and flicks her tongue over his cockhead.
“I can make you forget about the bath in about fifteen seconds,” Sally says, licking along the length of his cock.
“I’m sure you can,” Chris says, enjoying the feel of her tongue against his throbbing hard-on. “But we’re only going to have one or two nights together, at the most,” he says, stepping back and pulling his cock away from Aunt Sally’s mouth. “Once Sylvia and I are married, I’m not going to fuck around,” he says, pulling her back to her feet. “I’m sure you can understand how important that is.” She nods her head. “So, if this is all we’ve got, it can’t just be good sex or even great sex, it’s got to be explosive sex! I want you to compare every future lover against what we do here tonight,” he says, brushing his lips across hers. “So stop fighting it!” Chris says, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her passionately. His hard cock is smashed up against her pussy mound and their bodies are swaying together as they kiss.