I rose up, cock throbbing painfully hard, lined up at her entrance.
I looked down at her lust-broken face—eyes glassy, lips parted, cheeks flushed deep red—and started pushing in deeper, inch by inch. Just staring at my aunt's face was everything: the woman who'd babysat me, scolded me as a kid, now spread wide and desperate for my cock.
I wanted to break her completely—make her beg, make her admit how much she needed this.
She kept looking at me, then down to where my dick disappeared into her—biting her lip hard, making that lewd, slutty face I couldn't believe my proper aunt was capable of. So horny, so lost.
I grabbed her throat—firm, possessive, squeezing just enough to make her gasp—and kept fucking her, eyes locked on hers. She loved the roughness; her pussy got tighter, hotter, clenching wild around me with every thrust.
"You like getting fucked by your nephew?" I asked roughly, slamming deeper.
