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Sharing my husband with my teenage niece.Celine bent forward and her top drooped outwards to expose her perfect pair of tiny titties and pink nipples.I smiled, thinking back to when I used to do the same thing. Bodily changes like growing breasts, or having a flush of light pubic hair on your pubis, are the sign we girls look for, when growing up, bur for what, now there is the question?Celine our niece is thirteen, and already she is playing with fire, she knows she is showing herself to my husband, and if she is following form, as I did, she will be masturbating too.We were looking after a little sex bomb, and I needed to make my husband aware, mind you the look and smile on his face told me he might know already.’She is not teasing, she is testing you, darling’. My eyes narrowed as the cloud moved away from the sun, now directly in my eyes, as I watched my husbands facial expression, looking for that look that spoke volumes, and when his words spoke of something else.’She’s given me a boner’, was his very honest reply, so honest I spluttered into my cappuccino, resulting in me having a milky froth on my face, ‘looks like you have some cum on your chin’, he continued, laughing.I wiped a frothy section with my finger and tasted it, ‘Too sweet for cum darling’, I replied naughtily, as my eyes narrowed again, this time I was thinking about sex, I was horny, tuzla escort but not for myself, the voyeurism inside me wanted to watch, just as my husband was watching Celine, as she approached us.We were out in the nature for this weekend, just three of us, an ideal place to be when those thoughts of dirty sex, the really bad stuff surfaces that breaks the laws of men, and comes into conflict with the natural laws of nature.Celine sat down close to my husband, all the signs were there, she was ‘Clinging’ and did not even recognise the signs, perhaps she was a horny and needed reassuring, I was about to find out just how much my beautiful niece knew about sex and her sexuality, ‘Did you know your giving my husband a boner Celine’?Her eyes dropped immediately to his lap, she was looking for the tell-tail signs of his penis erection. She really was a stunner to look at, a mixture of freshness, beauty, and innocence. She shifted slightly, and as she did, I could pick up her scent, a sweetness that made me suddenly realize I had aged, even though I was still in my late twenties, I ached to be back in her youth, I could at that instant, emphasize with my poor husband, now in his forties, facing a girl in her teens and no other male to distract her.Her reaction was typical for a girl her age, flabbergasted, all surprise and noise, gestures and flapping, and all the tuzla escort bayan time her thoughts would be focused on my husband’s cock, I wondered if she was ‘wetting’, thinking about it?Like I said earlier on, I was horny for both of them, and out here in the wilderness, where mother nature rules supreme, I smiled inwardly as I reached for my cup.I could see she was starting to feel awkward, ‘Celine sweetheart, good for you’, I complimented her to put her at ease, ‘it shows that at least he is still alive down there’.She smiled openly and widely, her long lashes fluttering like the proverbial butterfly, her eyes glancing there again, and my husband sitting like the proverbial cockerel, as if inviting the young ‘Pullet’, to be mounted, she certainly looked like she wanted it.’Fancy a naked swim anyone’. I rose from the table and looked a both their startled faces, a moment of truth, and Celine found it hard to hide her eagerness, ‘I’m aunt Emma’, she said looking at my husband, her eyes begging him to say yes, which he did.She ran ahead of both of us as we carried some of the creature comforts to be enjoyed as we indulged. Her youth and vitality, her eagerness unnerved my husband, don’t get me wrong he wanted her as much as she thought she wanted him, but there was a fear, a deep seated feeling that was unnerving him, ‘What if’, and a big, ‘If’, but I escort tuzla reassured him, having been there before myself all those years back, ‘Trust me darling, she will keep it to herself’, I reassured him.She was already in the water and as much as we could see of her, she was bare-breasted, ‘Your niece’s pussy awaits servicing’, I gestured mockingly, as I sat down and reached for the wine bottle, lit a cigarette, and readied myself to enjoy what lay ahead.My husband dropped his pants as I looked at his cock. Celine was looking back at us perhaps wondering what we were talking about or doing, but as my husband turned to face her and started wading in, she waved excitedly to him, she too could see just how firm and hard he was, ‘Make sure she cums darling’, and I raised my glass to the occasion, as my free hand found my own source of frustration.They were together now and Celine was floating on her back, her long legs were open and inviting my husband to stand between them.His back was towards me, and I could only surmise if he had penetrated her, as their movements were practically non-existent, no little rivulets or wave-like motions, just a stillness, eventually disturbed, an air of pleasure wafting through the still air, a girls call to womanhood, followed by wave motions emanating from my husbands buttocks, as he thrust in and out of our niece.I raised my glass as she mounted him upright, waving back in return, now her cries were continuous and their humping was so fucking obvious, having a hot niece to placate and fornicate with, might not appeal to every aunty.

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