Aunt Judy catches Billy with his pants down

The more Billy stared at his Aunt’s gorgeous rack, the harder his dick became. The more it twitched with need. He was seriously tempted to pull it out and start jerking off right here and now. The only thing that stopped him was the thought of Judy waking up right in the middle of him masturbating.

Still, Billy couldn’t hold back much longer. So he quickly but quietly ran up the stairs and into his room. So great was his need he didn’t even bother closing the door or getting under the sheets. As soon as Billy got to his bed he pulled down his pants and freed his cock. Without wasting any time he began to stroke the shaft.

“Aahh…fuck…”

Billy thought of boxing with Judy. Her beautiful breasts bouncing as she swung punch after punch at him. Her untrained, female fist knocking his trained, conditioned body down to the ground. Judy standing over him victorious, smirking at how easily big bad boxer Billy crumbled under her blows.

“Fuck! Aunt Judy…”

Billy imagined Judy stepping on his cock and flexing her arms, asserting his dominance over him. Making it clear that no matter how hard he trained or how many fights he won, Billy would never be able resist getting knocked out by his sexy Aunt. The mental image combined with his hand moving in a blur on his cock drove him over the edge.

“Aaahhh…aaahhh…AUNT JUDYYY!!!”

Without any concern for how loud he was Billy came, shooting ropes of cum into the air. It stained his hand as Billy came down from his climax groaning and breathing heavily. He really needed that release. Now he could-

“Well, it looks like you had fun.”

Billy’s blood turned cold as he turned to see his Aunt Judy standing in the doorway looking right at his cum-soaked cock.