I stayed kneeling behind her, chest nearly brushing her wet back, my thick, hard cock standing stiff and heavy between my legs but carefully kept from pressing against her. My breath mixed with the steam as I watched her face closely.
Aunt Stacy looked at me sideways with lust in her eyes. "Nothing, Alex… I'm even softer a little up. You know I used to feed you sometimes with these," Aunt Stacy said, holding her humongous boobs in her hands, showing me that they were the softest part of her body.
She lifted the heavy, wet mounds slightly, her fingers sinking into the soft, pale flesh as water ran down between them. The massive breasts looked even bigger and fuller in her own hands, the dark pink nipples hard and glistening under the shower.
My face was still hovering at the side of her face, and I could see how my aunt was holding her own boobs in her hands, telling me that they were the softest part of her body. The sight was pure filth.
