Saying this Aunt Sheen began to stroke my semi-erect cock slowly now. It was one of the most amazing feelings: to be on your dream motorcycle tearing down the highway and getting a handjob at the same time!
“Here’s how it’s going to be, Ali. We’re booked as mother and son at the resort but I want you to treat me like a whore. Do you know how a whore is treated? You think of her as only a piece of meat and treat her to satisfy your lust whenever and wherever you wish. I want you to follow your sexual desires and instincts and show me how a strong, hot guy like you really fucks.”
“Aahh.. yes.” I managed to reply to Aunt Sheen, trying hard to concentrate on the road and hold back my orgasm.
“Don’t worry though, I’ll tell you exactly what to do if you can’t figure something out, son.” Aunt Sheen said before giving my cock a hard squeeze and suddenly pulled out her hand from inside my shorts.
“Ooohhh..” I moaned in disappointment as I felt her hand leave my throbbing cock and slip out of my jeans.
“What’s the hurry, sweetheart? We have 2 full days to do whatever we want.” Aunt Sheen said in a teasing tone and pushed her boobs harder into my back as she held me tighter around the waist from behind.
Another half hour later we reached the resort and checked-in. The guy at the reception was clearly ogling Aunt Sheen’s cleavage as he pretended to guide her when she filled out the register. I stood a little back, watching Aunt Sheen’s huge, round ass captured in those tight jeans. She began to shift from one leg to the other, clearly teasing me with her soft, jiggling butt cheeks.
I was happy to be back in the same suite. The resort was right at the side of a large lake, with the access road leading up to the resort. You had to park you vehicle at the resort parking and simply walk through the gate at the side and on to a small path. This path led up a little incline to the side of the large, beautiful lake. A raised path along to the left allowed visitors to walk along one side of the lake but it ended at the entrance to the woods which surrounded the other three sides of the water.
The resort had 6 small villas, each with 2 bedrooms and a bathroom-cum-toilet which itself was large as a regular room. The villas were spaced quite far from the main reception area and had at least 100 meter distance between them. This was meant to give the guests complete privacy as they enjoyed the natural beauty which surrounded it from all sides. Each villa had a separate small lawn on three sides. The last villa, where we were booked, had a small slope which also led to the raised path along the lake, but closer to the wooded area.
Aunt Sheen went straight to the bedroom with her backpack and began unpacking. I changed into a pair of cargo shorts and a tank top as Aunt Sheen walked out from the bedroom into the hall. I saw Aunt Sheen hadn’t changed her clothes and still wore the shirt and jeans, but her shirt was not tucked in her pants. The loose tail of her blue shirt now rested on my Aunt’s huge bubble-butt.