Hearing her describe some of the things in extreme detail was enough for my stoned mind to make me get aroused noticeably. I didn’t care to hide the tent my semi-erect cock was making in the towel I had wrapped around my waist. Aunt Sheen noticed it too and grinned but didn’t stop explaining how she wanted certain things to be.

By the time Aunt Sheen finished smoking and stood up I was only half-way through my J. Aunt Sheen smiled wide and told me to wait right there and she’ll be back once she gets dressed. I grinned in return and patted her plump, soft butt gently and watched her jiggle it as she stepped down the stairs. Although my cock was only semi-hard, I could feel it throb with excitement as I closed my eyes and imagined the things Aunt Sheen had just described.