Widowed Aunt Sheen, Dee and I at the lake resort

Without another word I pushed Dee to her seat and asked her to get on her knees on her seat and face me. Dee looked confused but complied with my command.

“Slip your jeans lower, Dee. I don’t think mom can pull them even if she tried. Damn! Those are some tight jeans you’re wearing.” I said and laughed. Dee smiled and immediately unzipped her jeans and after shifting a little she was able to lower her jeans to her thighs.

I was careful to keep my eyes on the road and reached out with my left hand. I caught Dee’s shoulder and gently pulled her down. Dee bent down, with her butt to the door till I brought her face to my cock. Dee immediately realized what I was trying and without another word Dee began to lick my hard cock softly.

“Yes…” I moaned softly as I felt Dee’s soft, wet tongue circle around the thick head of my dick. Dee rested her hands on the side of my seat and began to suck on my cock lovingly.

“Mom, now you can finger Dee.” I said as I looked at Aunt Sheen in the rearview mirror.

“Oh, of course, baby!” Aunt Sheen said with excitement as she was looking longingly at the two of us from the back seat. Aunt Sheen shifted all the way behind the driver’s seat. The gap between the two front seats was quite wide. It allowed her to reach to her daughter’s crotch from over Dee’s lovely, round buttocks. Dee seemed to be waiting for it and quickly spread her legs as wide as she could, at least as much as her tight jeans allowed.

I rolled the windows closed, turned on the radio volume high and one again checked the road. There was a heavily loaded truck driving a few meters ahead and I could not see any other car behind us.

“Ohh, Dee…” I sighed loudly and relaxed against the backrest of my driver’s seat. I adjusted myself to a more comfortable position. I could now rest a foot on the accelerator and began cruising at a steady 50 km/hr. My right hand gripped the steering wheel tight and kept the car at a safe distance behind the truck.

Aunt Sheen had a better idea it seemed. She paused while caressing her daughter’s pussy for enough time to reach around with the other hand and lower the backrest of the front passenger seat all the way back. It now made an almost perfect L-shape seat as it joined with the rear seat. I smiled at Aunt Sheen and watched as she hungrily caressed her daughter’s lovely smooth back with one hand while her other hand seemed to be gently rubbing over Dee’s tight pussy lips.

“Mmmhhmmm…” I heard Dee moan through a mouthful of cock as her mother began to caress her bald pussy. My cock was fairly erect now but I was still concentrating on the truck ahead and drive safe and steady. Dee was now slowly sucking in the top few inches of my cock in her mouth.

Aunt Sheen soon slid Dee’s kurti and hoodie to her shoulders as she bent on her knees and blew my cock. I rested comfortably now and gently caressed Dee’s smooth, bare back with my left hand.

“Mmm.. mmm.. mmm…” I heard Dee’s moaning grow more frequent and harder as Aunt Sheen expertly fingered her daughter’s lovely, young cunt and reached down to caress her hot, perky tits with the other hand. I heard Aunt Sheen begin to whisper encouraging words to Dee, words that seemed to bring her even closer to orgasm. I stretched my hand far and touched Dee’s firm bubble butt and gripped her left ass cheek. I felt her firm ass cheek with my hands for a few seconds before I grabbed a handful of her round butt cheek.

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