"You're so nice to kiss," Roslyn breathed, lowering her head, Ronnie had to stifle a moan of excitement as she watched her aunt's tongue flick out over the engorged glans of Mark's cock. Immediately the dry crown was wet with hot spit. It glistened now and Ronnie was certain she could see it pulsing. Growing larger and then shrinking a little. Big and little, big and little. The rhythm got to her quickly. She rubbed a hand across her belly. Her blouse stuck to her sweaty skin. She was having a hard time getting her breath.

Maybe Josie was right, she thought. Maybe I shouldn't've come down here in the first place. But the Nikon hung expectantly at her wrist. She'd do almost anything to get a shot of all this. Ronnie had a small collection of what she called "little naughties". If she could catch her aunt going down on this young dude, she would have herself a big naughty.

Ronnie watched her aunt touch the young man's cock with both hands now. She held it firmly between her palms as she continued to lap at it like she might lick a huge lollipop. The spit smacked as she sucked it. She was beginning to tease him with her lips now. Every few seconds she'd actually wrap them around the bulging tip. Mark worked his ass around on the mattress as he stared with wonder at this lovely creature nursing at his big prick. Ronnie could almost feel what he must've been feeling. She stared, gaped at the succulent way Aunt Roslyn went after the heavy knob of meat that flared out from Mark's shaft. Then after much teasing she actually took that swollen part into her mouth. She looked up at bin with mock innocence as her tongue danced between the sensitive lobes on the underside.

Ronnie could see the muscles working under her aunt's chin. She knew that Roslyn was sucking the guy with her tongue. She knew exactly how to do it. And this was of great interest to Ronnie. She'd never sucked a man's cock. But she'd thought about it plenty.