My thick shaft strained against my pants, trapped between our bodies as she held me tightly in that soft, motherly embrace.
Aunt Caramel watched from the side with a small smile, her own thick curves on full display while I stayed buried against Aunt Stacy's chest, trying not to grind against her like I desperately wanted to.
Fuck, my cock loved her softness pressed tightly into me. Aunt Stacy's heavy breasts and warm body had felt incredible against my chest, and the thick hardness in my pants only grew worse from the contact.
Aunt Stacy pulled back after the hug. Her soft hands lingered on my shoulders for a second longer before she stepped aside, still smiling at me with that warm, motherly expression.
"Won't you give your Aunt Caramel a hug, Alex?" Aunt Caramel said, already inviting me with her open arms. She looked deliciously sexy in those tight shorts and tank top.
