MILF Stories - Part 3

Aunt Claire runs her fingers through my hair and kisses me hard. Her dress comes off without ceremony, leaving her naked in the afternoon light. She cups my breast and draws a slow circle with her thumb until the nipple hardens. Then her hand moves between my legs. She finds me already wet. Two fingers part my folds, testing and spreading until they slide inside. I gasp and open wider. Claire watches my face the whole time, never breaking eye contact while her fingers push deeper, curl, withdraw. She adds a third, and I bite my lip to stay quiet. I reach for her, seeking the same warmth. Her cunt is swollen, slick with need. I stroke the length of it, then ease two fingers between her lips, feeling her muscles grip me with each thrust. We work each other in steady rhythm, the soft, wet sounds of our pleasure filling the quiet room. Her thumb brushes my clit and I buck against her hand. Claire moans against my mouth and grinds down, riding my fingers until her thighs start to tremble.