Now that her mind was made up, Ellen couldn't keep away from the handsome, blond-haired boy she was going to seduce. Going to? She was already well into it, and quite unashamedly getting deeper involved with it, stopping to give him more of her warmest kisses she put the daisies in a vase.
She took his hand in hers and dragged him back to her living room, where she put the flowers on the table in front of the couch. She stood with her arm about his waist, admiring them. She knew she had to go slowly with him or she might scare him away. But kisses were safe enough, they'd already been started between them, and they invariably led to better things.
She turned him to face her. She slung her arms about his neck and she thrust her pelvis against his, her hotly throbbing cunt against the base of his cock, and she said, "You got a nice kiss for each of the flowers, Jim. Now I'm going to give you another kiss for the whole bouquet." Her lips pursed and parted as they moved toward his wide-eyed, lipstick-smeared face.
Jim saw those fantastic red lips coming, with the pearly white teeth with the flashing pink tongue in between them. He had kissed a few girls, but never a woman, and certainly never a woman as sexy and beautiful as his aunt. But he wasn't kissing her, she was kissing him, and she knew how to kiss, all right.
He felt the kiss right down to his toes, felt her soft, strong arms tighten about his neck, felt her big, soft tits push insistently against his chest, felt her belly against his and her naked thighs warm against his legs. And he felt the firm, very warm bulge of her cunt pushing, pushing up at the base of his cock, and now as he felt her slithery warm tongue snake into his mouth, Jim's cock gave a surge and started squirting inside his shorts.