The smooth made up face, the gloss red lipstick in full view, thewoman's eyes wide, but the expression slightly vacant as the long falselashes flutter...as she drives then activates another switch. One of thelarge double garage doors nearest the house opens. The Bentley idlesinside, the brake lights activate, the garage door begins to close as thecar is switched off. The woman gathers a black patent leather purse andslides the straps over her right forearm, she collects her car keys. I will never in my life forget the sound of that moan as she greedily swallowed his spunk. It was more than the orgasm triggered by those bursts of semen inside her mouth - it was the wanton need conveyed as that orgasm crashed over her. It was seeing her as a purely sexual creature, of knowing how much pleasure she was deriving from giving that taboo release. It was the understanding that she was drawing such sexual satisfaction from someone else, that someone else’s semen was now inside. All this had the obvious effect on my cock. Lost in my voyeurism, I was brought back to reality when my aunt observed aloud, “Would you just look at that? Looking intently at my engorged cock she said, “That’s why we love our men young. It takes no time at all till they are rock hard and ready to perform again.”There was no arguing the point. My 19 year old cock was rock hard and leaking pre cum.“Now,” my aunt said, “we are about to reward you for your grand performance.”I was directed to. I nod my head, the rush of excitement overwhelms me and I can feel my pussy getting wetter by the minute. You lean in pressing your lips hard on mine, and your hand goes up my dress to my dripping wet pussy. "Someone's not wearing panties," you say as you pull away from me. I grin slyly at you. Your hand is still up my dress and you thrust two fingers hard into my wet pussy, causing me to yelp. "You like that don't you slut?" I nod my head. Your fingers push in and out of me hard. The pure.