She'd driven plenty of men wild. Men couldn't resist the soft, sucking movements of a woman's mouth on their cock. When everything else failed, a woman could get what she wanted that way. She let her lips slide slickly over his knob and then her tongue went to work. It danced and flicked, swirling and curling around his meaty barb. Kendall writhed where he sat an the bed. His hands jerked toward her head once but pulled back. He extended his legs. He didn't seem to know how to handle the flood of new sensations he was experiencing. And Roslyn meant to overload all his circuits.

"You have the loveliest balls I've ever felt," she sighed, her lips brushing his cock as she spoke. Then she sucked him between her teeth again and nibbled gingerly on his tumid shape. Her fingers worked the slick eggs around in their sac. They were heated up pretty good and spongy to the touch. She kneaded them as she suckled slowly at him.

"Ohhhhhhh, Aunt Roslyn!"

"Yummmmmm!"

Her jogging shorts were really binding now! They had pulled up between the lips of her pussy and every movement rubbed her clit in such a way that she had to catch her breath. She stopped sucking Kendall's cock long enough to stand up before him and work the tight-fitting things down over her big hips. He watched in silent reverence.

"Look, our pubic hair is a match," she laughed. And it was true. Her nephew's soft brown curls were almost the identical shade as her own. She knelt once again between his knees and took his cock in both hands. Then just before she lowered her mouth around him again, she passed a forefinger down between her thighs and curled it deep between the plump lips of her pussy. It went in with a soft, sexy squish. She dragged it the full length of her crevice and held it up under her nephew's nose.

"Something for you to enjoy while I suck you, my darling."

The sharp aroma had more of an effect on him than she'd first thought. Kendall's eyes flashed wide as he inhaled the pungent female musk. Then he grabbed her wrist and held it tightly as he continued to sniff like a wild dog at the glossy smear on her fingertip.