Aunt Magan in leather leggings wants to fuck

He couldn't believe his eyes as he watched Aunt Magan walk towards him. She had always been stunning, but the way her tight leather leggings hugged her curves made him instantly hard. As she approached, he tried to keep his eyes off her legs, afraid she'd see the lust in them. Aunt Magan chuckled softly and said,"You've always been such a dirty little boy." She stepped closer, her scent of vanilla and sin enveloping him as he struggled to contain his arousal. Without warning, she gently traced a fingernail down the length of his hard cock through his pants."You like that, don't you?" she whispered. Before he could respond, she leaned in and kissed him passionately while her hand explored his crotch. Their struggle with each other's bodies led them to the couch where they collapsed in a heap of exhausted laughter and sweat.