The Necessary Auntie

Some time ago, a longtime friend called me desperate for help; he explained that an aunt on my father's side who had always lived in the interior of the state was about to come into town to spend some days shopping both personally and for his little shop and needed someone to accompany her since he was too busy. After mentally blaspheming and knowing that I owed him some favors, I accepted the charge by asking him to pass on information necessary for helping his aunt in trouble; finally he pointed out that she was somewhat stubborn so would not send her picture, preferring the reverse way of sending my photo. <unk>All for friends!<unk>, thought before cursing a little more.
On the appointed day there I was in the exit area of the highway station waiting for someone whom I didn't even know or knew what he looked like! I stood as a statue for quite some time until I saw somebody waving at me walking towards me. At first, I thought that I was going crazy but as she approached I did not know what to think; my friend's aunt had nothing like an old woman with shaggy hair and thick-rimmed glasses or well behaved clothes from early last century. What I saw was an exuberant female wearing soft-weave trousers glued to her body and a thin-sleeved blouse that accentuated her plump bust, all adorned by a youthful smiling face.
- Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Angelica! Raphael's aunt!" she announced by extending her hand towards me that she was shocked by reality.
After managing to emerge from the torpor I extended my hand for a greeting and once again was surprised when she pulled me towards her offering her face for a kiss; the smell of jasmine was mind-blowing and that captivating smile. Gradually, as we walked toward the parking lot where I had left my car, I became aware of the situation. <unk>If you don't mind, first I would like to go to the hotel I booked in order to settle down ..., can it be?<unk> she replied when asked about our destination. We entered the reception area of a discreet hotel in an upscale part of town, and while she was filling out lodging forms he said that he would meet her there in the lobby.
"No way!" she retorted forcefully. "You're my guest for coffee as soon as I finish this paperwork".
A few minutes later, we were sitting at a hotel cafeteria table enjoying delicious cappuccino; Angelica spoke about herself: she had been widowed young and never remarried, living off her husband's pension and the little shop he opened in his hometown. She told me that it was rare for her to come to the capital and most of the time when her nephew didn't help out she would be left alone. I tried not to miss an opportunity to offer myself as a surgeon during your stay in town. <unk>Pussy! But I don't want to bother you, see? If it gets complicated for you, I'll do it my way!" she replied with a tone of disguised euphoria.
"It will be a great pleasure for me to spend my days in the company of such an enchanting woman", I replied with cheap gallantry.
After she had settled into her room, we set off on our first tour of her personal shopping circuit; it was one of the few times in my life that I did not regret walking through crowded street stalls packed with hurried people carrying various bags of all shapes and sizes. We were nearing lunchtime when Angelica confessed that besides being tired she was hungry and thirsty; aboard my car we headed for a traditional local restaurant where we tasted carefully prepared Italian pasta topped with good wine. Angelica seemed very weak for alcohol, because it only took two half-cups to make her blush and laugh at any comment I made. Returning to the hotel, she looked a little sober with hysterical laughter and silly hands that I pretended not to understand.
-Look, it's been a special day for me! <unk> she confided when I parked in the pocket opposite her hotel room.
Before I could answer, Angelica grabbed me by the neck and pulled my face towards hers; what I thought was an affectionate kiss turned out to be a rather tempestuous tongue-kiss that ignited my lust as it swelled up underneath my trousers. When we parted ways, she stared at my face with an enigmatic expression and got off her car walking toward the entrance looking back and leaving me with a strange feeling of having done something wrong.
I came home regretting not having dared a little more with Angelica; for the next two days she didn't contact me, making me suspect that she was ashamed of her previous outburst and preferring to keep away from it; I did not call my friend in order to find out about her even because if she had commented something with him I would be in bad shape. However on Thursday morning Angélique called me first thing. "Hello dear! Are you all right? Do you need some help?" She said in an effeminate tone which made me still curious whether she already had my number or not.
As soon as I agreed to help her, Angelica told me an interesting story; she said that she needed to pick up a "merchandise" from the house of a friend who lived in a central neighborhood known for its dangerousness, which is why she was afraid to venture out without company; at the same time she told me that she had other merchandise that she needs to retrieve from a certain warehouse located in another area known for concentrating contraband. <unk>But it's all legal, you see? Even though I knew that she was the aunt of my good friend, the idea of bargaining with her in exchange for some carnal advantage to me was what drove my actions at this time.
All right, I'll help you with this whole business.
"But I don't have any money!" she interrupted, raising her voice.
- Well, I didn't talk about money! <unk> Softened my tone. <unk> But first let us solve your problems ..., then we will discuss the rest.
On Friday morning, I picked Angelica up from the hotel and we went to meet her friend; it was really like "Iraq" and I had to take every possible precaution so that she could get what she wanted. "Look! It's only cosmetics imported from Korea!" she said while showing me the box with its contents. So instead of following the precept that ignorance is a blessing, we headed for our new destination. In this place things rolled out more smoothly and in just a few minutes angelica returned with her merchandise".
"It's almost lunchtime, what do you want to do?"
- I think we can have lunch, what do you say?
"We can go back to the hotel?" she retorted, pretending it was a distraction.
- I was thinking of a place where we'd have more privacy.
I didn't wait for Angelica to show up and walked towards a destination that only I knew, faced with my partner's apprehensive look. When I parked in the motel lobby I stared at her face and noticed an intriguing expression of anxiety. I took the key to access the suite and went into the garage closing the automatic gate. "Look, I have to tell you something ... it has been awhile since ..., well..., you know!" she said expectantly and looking faint-hearted.
- Don't worry ..., it is like riding a bicycle <unk> I replied with naughty tone <unk> You can pass the time, but you never lose your temper!
Already inside the suite I made a point of helping Angelica undress and the end result was delirious; the woman had a delightful body that did not correspond to her age, she had almost immaculate fair skin, a pair of medium breasts which still guarded an amazing firmness with a smooth belly without marks where stood out carefully shaved vagina surrounded by thick and firm thighs; she remained motionless for several minutes just staring at me with an expression yet enigmatic. Angelica's face was a part detail with smooth and clean cuticles, thin lips, brown eyes framed by very well-groomed dyed red hair, and her expression could not hide its excitement.
Breaking the momentary paralysis, Angelica came towards me and we grabbed each other between kisses and caresses with which I explored the delicious details of her forms; taken by sudden lashing she made every effort to undress me and so that I could appreciate certain anatomical details, took me into bed, making me lie on my stomach while she was taking care to make my rigid scroll disappear inside her mouth.
Angelica rewarded me with a Homeric blowjob proving that her sexual dryness was indisputable fact; I let her kill her hunger for pica by stroking her hair and praising her performance; soon she came over to me taking up position to ride my bangle which she took it upon herself to drive into her moist, burning vulva letting it slide until I could feel her buttocks pressing on my balls.
I held her breasts in my hands and she groaned with horny inclination until I could offer them for oral enjoyment; tasting the nipples as they alternated in my mouth entitled to more fiery kisses from my partner who showed no signs of weakening going up and down on the rigid scroll that disappeared inside. We only finished when Angelica gave herself over to the orgasms that shook her body, leaning even more on me and making her butt go up and down the pike as if it were a spike punch, which culminated in such profuse fun that I was surprised myself, especially by hearing my partner's insane screams who did not fit so much pleasure.
After a brief but well-deserved rest I was challenged by her who got up on all fours over the bed and rocked her juicy ass slapping her butt. "Come, come!" she cried hysterically. I opened those big buttocks and licked the groin a lot as well as my ass listening to her dog whimpering with excitement; I spit on my dick that was already at its point and started over it, poking hard until breaking resistance by widening the hole for receiving the rosary; I went in gradually and soon was beating vigorously to the sound of wild screams from the bitch who still took advantage to beat an exalted siren bending his pleasure. Impressed with Angelica's performance, I tried my best to shade her and give her a delicious anal orgasm.
Our end came in style with me speeding up the strokes even more, and her sticking out of my butt and giggling provocatively until my physiology gave way, squirting a load of sperm into that slutty tittie's cranky ass. We lay on our bed drenched in sweat, gasping for breath but still full of pleasure; we exchanged some more kisses before rushing off to the bathroom for a well-deserved shower where Angelica still rewarded me with sweet licks on my cane.
We ordered the infamous executive brunch way too early, and after we'd eaten, we left the suite to head for the hotel where Angelica had been staying; I helped her move her muambas into her room, and also promised to take her to the bus station the next day. That morning we were in her bedroom ready to go when she shoved me up against a wall, opened my pants, got down on one knee and sucked my cock until it filled her mouth. 'I'll take this little souvenir with me!' she said as she wiped her lips with the palm of her hand and made me promise that whenever I came to town, she would expect a ride from me - an invitation which of course I could never refuse!