Aunty Tope (episode 2)

Episode 2. click here if you missed episode 1

“Be…quichmmmw!!,,” auntie Tope griped again into my hearing. She could talk a little bit more now and her desperation was much more obvious!

I didn’t reply, rather got on my knees and carefully unzipped her fly a bit – revealing part of her yellow cotton panty. My Joystick twitched that instant!

It was just incomprehensible how I had auntie Tope’s panty right under my nose. I also kept wondering how she could be feeling such itching in her left thigh all of a sudden, as it were! My Joystick twitched again at that instant!

We had been seating and chatting right inside the kitchen while downing a bowl of fried meat mom had prepared, when she suddenly jumped down from the countertop and frantically began to gesture that she needed me to scratch her thigh so bad!

Her hands were oily and had meat in them while I had been eating with a fork – meaning she was likely not going to be able to do it herself. But even when I attempted to scratch her thigh through the denim she was putting on, she refused and instead insisted that I must have to deep my hand into her jean trousers to get it done. Anyways, I went ahead as instructed, but after dropping the denim’s zipper a bit and attempted dipping my hand again, it got stuck just mid-way.

Incidentally, it was also curiously cramped into the area above her crotch! I froze! She was really not smooth shaven and the back of my palm was pleasantly basking in the cushion created by the stubs on her pubics!

“Come On Danny…!! “,

she suddenly burst out saying, spraying chewed meat all over the place! “this is hurting me! It appears to be an ant biting me! Please stop this thing!” she had deposited her mouth-full right on the counter, the floor and of course my head and was now only able to talk audibly now.

Considering that I had earlier thought she was suddenly yelling because of where my hand was, I was quickly relieved to see that she was only requiring me to intensify my efforts. So I only just cleared my head of the many crumbs of chewed meat and continued.

I tried forcing my hand further down still even without opening up the zipper really much but kept pushing and grazing my rear palm against her covered pubic hair instead! She remained calm while I did so although she did stamp her left foot now and again on the floor – probably because of the agony from her itchy thigh.

When it appeared I wouldn’t be able to reach as deep as her thigh, I brought my other hand forward and simply unzipped her fly all the way down! Her panty covered Kittycat and crotch where now right before my eyes!

I could tell out the many sho rt turfs of pubic hair concealed by the cotton material as they imprinted visible stubs on the fabric. The manner with which the bands of the panty strapped onto the flesh of her uppermost thighs as well as her wide hips, were an e—-c beauty to behold! Not to talk of the visible outline of her Kittycat lips as they gradually disappeared into the foot of the denim’s fly!

My Joystick wasn’t bearing it like the rest of my body anymore – it was already up and had stretched across the length of my thigh, seeking to pop out of the leg of my shorts as soon as it could!

“Just move your hands towards the right…”, she suddenly broke in, bringing me out of my unexpected reverie!

I instantly looked up to her face, meeting her desperate yet embarrassed eyes in the course. But then found my way back down; although I didn’t fail to observe how both her taut Tips wickedly poked through the material of her top!

Her B-Rea-St Were Just Alluringly Heavy And They Sat On Her Chest Like Oversize Citruses!