<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=36086.msg1855013#msg1855013">Quote from: aaron on 04-05-2009, 05:19:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">entering the room, Stephen smirked slyly at the sight of his aunt soaking peacefully in the tub. Nothing like a beautiful older lady. Teasingly he acted like this encounter was entirely planned<br/><br/>"Now why did you go and start your bath without me? I hope it's not too late for me to join you."<br/><br/>With that he quickly removed his clothes and awkwardly tried to climb in behind Elizabeth with her on top. His movements suggested it was not optional, and certainly not out of the ordinary. When they were eventually settled into position, he hugged her tight from behind and kissed her on the cheek. <br/>"Sorry I've been away for so long, I know how much you miss me". <br/><br/>Stephen found a bar of soap and slowly lathered her upper back in wide steady circles. After there was enough soap and started massaging her shoulders firmly, easing tension.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Watching as he entered the room Elizabeth smiled her eyes showing a genuine feeling of love for her nephew. “You are never too late to join me darling.” Her eyes moved over his body as he began to undress though they lingered most on his muscled torso and his manhood.<br/><br/>She licked her lips slowly as he moved toward her and leaned forward to aid him in getting into the bath behind her. Once she could feel him sink into the warm water she leaned back into his embrace and nuzzled her cheek against his lips. “I do miss you dreadfully between visits. I hope this time it is for a few days at least and not just a flying one?”<br/><br/>Elizabeth sighed in contentment as he soaped her back and she let out a moan as he began to massage her shoulders. “God you do that so well Stephen. Let me welcome you home properly.” She lifted one hand up and slipped her fingers into his hair and pulled his head forward as she turned her own, pressing her lips to his as her tongue sought entrance to his mouth. The fingers of her other hand trailed up and down his thigh.<br/><br/>Any aunt would give her nephew a welcome home kiss. This was no ordinary family kiss. But then again this was no ordinary family.<br/>