Due to her troubles with her new marriage not satisfying her, my aunt [F]43 stayed for a few nights. We have all the juicy tales—or lack thereof—because she likes to drink. She was wearing a nightgown with no sleeves and no bottoms. My boyfriend [M]31, who already had a small infatuation on her, had had a few glances of her nipples sliding out and had long views of her pussy because she did have a propensity to forget to keep her legs together the more intoxicated she became.
On the final night of her stay with us, my boyfriend and I overheard her sobbing over the wall of the guest bedroom. About 2am, it was already pretty late. Clearly, she was having sex!
My lover pulled back the cover to display his rock-hard dick, and I got quite horny because of the noises we could hear. So, after a time of sucking him, I climbed over him. I was well built and soaked, and I had only been grinding on his dick for a few minutes. To prevent my auntie from hearing me sob, I had to really chew on a pillow.