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Aaahh… Aaahh..!” I moaned out carelessly as Aunt Sheen seemed determined to suck out every last drop of cum from my dick. It took a couple of minutes before my cock stopped spurting cum but I lay back on the chair, breathing heavily and still moaning frequently. It was a while after that I felt the last, soft throes of the amazing orgasm subside. I opened my eyes half-way was shocked to see that Aunt Sheen was not there anymore. FINGERED TO FIRST ORGASM Had I simply imagined all of this? I began to wonder when I saw the door wide open. It was then that I realized that I had forgotten to lock the door again once I returned with the bottle of water. Now that my mind was a bit clear now the amateur implications of what had happened suddenly dawned on me. I began to get worried now and decided to find out what the hell was going on. I pulled up my shorts and walked down the stairs slowly. I heard a noise in the bathroom on the first floor so I stopped half-way down and stood there. I could clearly see the door to the bathroom and Aunt Sheen’s bedroom from where I indian was standing and within a few moments I saw Aunt Sheen emerge from the bathroom, looking as if she had just washed her face. She was wiping her wet lips with a small towel as she walked slowly to her bedroom. It was then that she looked up and saw me standing on the stairs but she didn’t say anything, except to smile at me and beckoning me with a crooked finger, went inside her bedroom, leaving the door wide open. A dim, red-colored light was glowing within her bedroom as I walked slowly towards the door. I stepped in the door and immediately saw Aunt Sheen lying down on her bed, with her legs spread apart. It took me a couple of seconds to realize that she had lifted her nightgown to her waist and was wearing a white colored panty inside. Seeing me, she smiled and patted the bed at her side. Without a word I walked to the side of her bed and she reached out and began stroking my right thigh, slowly moving her hand underneath. I didn’t dare move as I felt her hand slowly wrap around my balls and only climbed on to her bed when she gently but firmly pulled me by my balls. As I climbed over and sat beside her, she let go of my balls and took my right hand in hers and lay it over her boobs. I felt the warmth of her body from over the sheer white fabric of her nightgown and knew that she was not wearing a bra underneath. I settled myself on my knees beside her and put my hand over her cleavage. I touched her soft, thick thighs with the other hand and began to knead them slowly. Aunt Sheen closed her eyes now and lay carelessly on the bed, with her legs spread even wider now. She only moved her hand to press my hand harder over her boobs so I slid my hand underneath her nightgown and felt her huge, soft boobs. I took my mouth off her little breast and moved it She did as she was told, obedient and cautious. My wife confessed how hard it was not to just mount a futa in her German class and get wild. “Yes, of course it is; you can either tell her how you want her or you can just let her chose her own poses. The indian three of us amateur took a nice shower and then dried off and got dressed, then I scanned her, and she was a positive then we scanned Barbie and she was a positive as well. She will manage the team out of Toronto for you. They saw us and we said hellos, but we didn’t talk. We'll have plenty of slut-mothers there to enjoy.” “Shhh! So, what’s up your ass, May?” "Fuck you," Billy Joe said and turned toward the chain-link fence behind them. I just wanted to see if things were ok,” said her grandfather.