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Young Nephew

Date: 2/4/2015, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

the quick response. "But ... " "But what?" she continued, with tentative excitement. "But, I ... I don't want to hurt you, Auntie Doris." His concern was so genuine, it was all Doris could do not to smother him with tender, motherly kisses. "Oh my darling, please don't worry your pretty little head about that, okay?" she said, playfully tapping the end of his nose with her finger. "You let me worry about that, okay?" After Doris signed over the bill to her room, Tristan gallantly held her chair for her. The sight of her from behind -- the narrow, cinched waist, wide hips, and voluptuous derriere -- made his young heart quicken. "My sweet," said Doris. "I'd like to go back to my suite, freshen up a bit, and change into something a little more comfortable. Would you be a very kind gentleman and allow me about twenty minutes before you come round?" "Of course!" stammered Tristan. "Thank you, sweetie -- I know, we women are so silly sometimes, aren't we?" Doris kissed Tristan on the cheek and left. Back at her suite -- half nester, half seductress -- she quickly set about creating the proper atmosphere for a deliciously romantic evening that would, hopefully, end in each other's arms -- large, scented candles; soft, Brazillian bossa nova music in the background, chilled champagne, and large throw pillows s**ttered all around the spacious sectional sofa and her king-sized canopy bed. For the final touch, she slipped into a very short, semi-sheer black baby doll and matching ... panties. The colour of her baby doll matched her silk stockings, so she left them on. The lingerie was delicate and light; the semi-sheer fabric revealed the dark shadows of her trimmed maidenhead and the saucer-sized areolas of her breasts. Doris had just touched up her lipstick when there was a soft knock. She took a deep breath and opened the door. Tristan stood tall before her holding a bouquet of roses. "Oh, you dear! That's so sweet of you, thank you," gushed Doris. She found a vase by the window for the flowers, and Tristan seized the opportunity to feast his eyes upon the line down his Aunt's womanly bum. Doris poured two glasses of champagne, handed one to him, and then sat down among the pillows on the expansive sectional sofa. "Mmmm, yummy," she cooed, taking a first sip. Doris smiled and patted the spot on the sofa next to her. "Why don't you take off your jacket and sit down?" Tristan, still looking a little bashful and awkward (which Doris found ridiculously cute), did as she asked and settled in beside her. He found her perfume intoxicating and somehow so 'adult'. Doris set their glasses down at their eyes met; one of her eyes partially and seductively obscured by her stylish, grey-streaked hair. "I would like to thank you for your lovely flowers," she said with allure. "But before I do, I want to make sure it's alright if I thank you with a kiss." Tristan, worried he might actually not be able to speak, merely nodded. "I'm very glad you don't mind," she winked; ...