Peek

Grinning widely now, forcing herself not to laugh, Emma took a small step towards her aunt's bedroom. Maude and Ed were only in their mid-forties, so it wasn't unthinkable that they might be having sex. But Emma still found it humorous.

Creeping down the hall ever so slowly, Emma made her way towards the squeaks. It was surely bed springs. As she passed her cousin's rooms, making sure both doors were shut so she wouldn't be seen, the squeaking picked up rhythm.

Emma quickened her steps to match, not wanting to miss the show or arrive too late and be seen. As she neared she also heard labored breathing.

Taking one last step, moving as slow as possible in case someone was facing the doorway, Emma finally was able to peek in.

From the hall the bedroom had seemed dark, black even. But looking in, Emma could see that the bed was awash in moonlight. Everything was bathed in the soft whitish-blue light, giving Emma an eyeful.

The first thing she noted were her Uncle's feet. The brute was on his back, legs a bit apart, Maude clearly riding him.

Her eyes caught a dark shadow between her Uncle's legs, that turned out to be his scrotum, as her aunt moved her hips and let the light hit that area.

Emma moved her gaze up following the thick shaft, shining from fluids, to where it split and penetrated her auntie's pussy. The thick appendage angrily pushed up, and into, meeting Maude's jerky hip movements.

Next, Emma looked at her aunt's wide ass. The chubby mature woman had wide hips and a thick butt to match, but it was well formed for a middle-aged woman. Big, yes, but there was still something appealing about it. Emma had a hard time pulling her eyes from the sight of the pale round globes of her aunt's ass.

Being this close, Emma could hear more than squeaking and heavy breathing. With every thrust, and every withdrawal, there was a wet smacking sound. It drew Emma's spying eyes back to the sopping hole being reamed. She watched in fascination, and much more arousal than she would have liked to admit.