During the summer of my junior year of college, I was almost 21 and she just turned 50. The thought of aunt Ellen fucking herself in her holes with her toys filled me with lust. I waited until I heard her open her bathroom door and was thrilled to hear it close behind her. I loved having her thong around, but I always wished it had the scent of her vagina and asshole on it – I planned next time to take one from her dirty hamper. After about 90 seconds of my aunt’s vicious riding, my cock couldn’t take it anymore. That was a massive nut, and probably the best of my life even though it was so short lived. I was able to smell the musk by simply standing next to the hamper. It wouldn’t have been any different from putting her on her knees after her jog, sticking her naked ass high up into the air, and directly breathing in and eating her post-jog vagina and butthole at the source (trust me, I know since that’s something I love to do now before our sex sessions).
