My brain was telling me, "You've had your fun with your aunt, now be a good boy and head back to school so you can make your early class," while my d**k was telling me, "f**k class, I'm going to get as much p***y as I can handle tonight. I may never get this opportunity again."
We've been through this before so we know which head took over the thinking. Heck, I was twenty-two, in my last year of school and wanted to have as much fun as I possibly could before I had to settle down in a real job. I knew that someday I might regret f*****g my aunt, especially if other people found out our secret but right then, I only had s*x on my mind and there is no doubt Aunt Carol felt the same way.
As we sat around naked, drinking whatever concoction of mixed drinks we could muster up from the mini-ba
