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Then gently drawing her down upon me, I folded one arm round her slender waist, and turning my head, found that the cheval glass, inclined forward, reflected as it were from above her beautiful bottom and back, and of course her cunt stretched to the utmost with my huge prick, and above it the sweet little corrugated pink aperture of her bottom. With my free arm I embraced one hip, and bringing my hand round, moistened it with the plenteous spunk of her cunt, and insinuated a finger into the smaller abode of bliss. The action of her backside was glorious to see reflected in its active risings and fallings. I let her do all the work, which enabled me to hold back my own, until she approached a second discharge, when the heat of her nude pics of porn stars getting fucked and moneing cunt seemed to fire me with additional powers, and the action of both our backsides became fast and furious, and soon brought down the ecstatic discharge, which instantly laid us low, panting with all the wild passions we had just allayed. We lay long locked in each other’s arms in the ecstasy of cute chubby nude selfie porn blissful pyjama teens nude porn enjoyment.

Then rising, we embraced tenderly, and retook us to bed. I would have excited her and myself to another effort, but she begged off, saying that she felt quite exhausted and overcome with the day and night’s work we had already enjoyed. Indeed, I did not wonder at it, for I had made her spend seven or eight times more than myself. Nor did I cute chubby nude selfie porn regret her resolution, as I knew the morning would bring my aunt into the field, and then the two would try my powers to the utmost. We slept profoundly, and morning was already advanced before we awoke.

From a displaced chair I saw that aunt had been in to look at us, so I knew she was on the watch. I threw the clothes off dear Ellen that I might gaze on all her young charms.

She lovingly looked up at me, and throwing her arms round my neck as I bent over her, drew cute chubby nude selfie porn my head down to hers, and impressed a loving kiss on my lips. Our tongues interlaced—a hand slipped down and encircled my rampant and throbbing prick. I turned, and placing my knees between her legs, was about to penetrate love’s bower when the door leading to my aunt’s room flew open. My aunt entered, gave a scream cute chubby nude selfie porn of surprise—well acted—and cried out— “Good gracious! Who would have thought it—” And, apparently to save Ellen, she rushed forward, seized me by the arm, and with a certain degree of willingness on my part, drew me out of bed, saying— “I am horrified beyond measure.

How dare you commit such a sin and crime as to seduce a young girl under my care? Cover yourself up, sir, directly, and go to your own room.” I boldly declared I would do no such thing; on the contrary, as she had spoiled my sport with Ellen, I was determined she should pay for it herself. “How dare you talk to me, you dreadful boy?” “Not dreadful at all, dear aunt, look at this poor dumb thing, and see how he longs to be into you.” Upon this I seized her in my arms as if to throw her on the bed. She made a pretended struggle, during which she gave a tender squeeze to my rampant prick. Then, breaking from me, she fled to her own room, pretending to endeavour to shut the door in my face but taking care to give way and hasten towards her bed. I caught hold of her as she bent forward as if to get into it, and canting up her chemise, the only article of dress she wore, I was into her longing and luscious cunt from behind up to the hilt in cute chubby nude selfie porn one thrust. She gave a subdued scream, and called to Ellen to come and prevent me from violating her.

Ellen came, but wisely would only look on while I worked away manfully. “Ellen, why don’t you pull him away—he is ravishing me—and oh, horror!—committing incest.” She pretended to struggle greatly, but cleverly did so nude photoes of indian blacck girls in porn movies to her own profit, by wriggling her backside so as to send me further up into her cunt. “Oh, Ellen, Ellen, do help me.” “Ah, no,” said Ellen, “I shall let him do it, and then you cannot tell upon me.” My aunt seemed greatly distressed at this, and actually managed to shed tears, then buried her face in the bed as if in despair, but all the time most actively seconding me. As the crisis drew near, she raised her head, and said— “Heaven pardon me, this mere simple schoolboy is exciting me to such pleasure as I never before felt.” She then gave way to all her lubricity, and we brought matters to a crisis in the utmost ecstasy of enjoyment.

Aunt’s head sank on the bed, while the rapturous inward pressures of her cunt soon began to raise my prick to its pristine vigour. She felt its throbs and responded to them, but no doubt thinking that an immediate repetition would betray our previous intimacy, she turned her face and body suddenly round, and completely unseated me, my prick coming out with a plop. She began again to weep, women can do so at pleasure, and to scold me for the dreadful crime I had committed; to do so to her was incest—here followed sob upon sob. I threw my arms round her neck, and kissing her tears away, laid all the blame on that rampant fellow—taking her hand and placing it on my still stiff prick.