She reached over and took his hand in hers. She felt him jump.

"Don't be nervous," she said. "I just want to be friendly."

He was looking at her thighs. Donna casually brushed against the bottom of the towel, pushing it slightly open. Brian moved slightly on the sofa so he could get a better view of her legs.

Finally, Donna said, "Well, first I'd better get dressed. Why don't you go into the spare bedroom and unpack? Maybe you want to change clothes or something."

She rubbed his hand against her legs. She saw his cock bulge push up harder.

"Okay, Aunt Donna," he said, never taking his eyes off her tit mounds that overflowed the top of the bath towel. He picked up his suitcase and followed her to the back of the house.

"Here is your room," she told him as she opened the door to the guest bedroom.

She stood in the doorway and made him squeeze past her as he walked into the room. His face turned bright red as his chest rubbed past her tits. Donna leaned forward, trapping him against the wall.

"Do you like this?" she asked, pushing her chest against his.

When the boy nodded, Donna reached up and pulled at the towel. She leaned back and the towel dropped to the floor. The boy gasped in surprise. Donna took a deep breath for his benefit, letting him get a good view of her swelling tits.

Donna reached out and took one of his hands and guided it to her tit mounds.

"Pull on my nipples. I want you to play with my tits. Then you can touch me anywhere else you want." She smiled at him. "Do you want to touch me somewhere else?"

The boy nodded again. He looked up at her, then leaned over to take one of her nipples in his mouth.

"Ohhhh, that's so good!" Donna cried out. "Suck my tits! Suck them and squeeze them and pull them. It feels wonderful, honey. Keep it up!"