I want to talk to you," he said as he gazed seriously into my eyes.Holy fuck! It was all I could do not to laugh like a maniac. I stood, keeping a pok...r face, as if I was actually giving it serious consideration."Sure, why not?" I drawled, in my most uninterested voice.I practically ran back to my friends, who laughed as I slopped their drinks onto the table. They had seen what had transpired, and were grinning almost as crazily as I was. "Go for it Mazza, you dirty bitch!" Brodie punched me. She might be twenty, but she can handle herself, this girl. I decided to see how much. She bit her toast and took a sip of coffee.“So tell me… who’s cock did you suck in there this morning?”“What? Yours. Come on! Was that another-““Mine? You sure?”“Hey!”She came around the table and sat on my lap.“I wanted to suck your cock, okay? I love your big, fat dick, okay?”She kissed me deeply, sweetly. I let her, then pulled back.“It’s just… you woke up a little upset, and then…”“I thought we were just. One guy started removing the buttons of my shirt making me completely nude in no time. I had hands feeling my breasts and a tongue on my vagina. The wave of pleasure swept through me as I gripped the hands of the guy next to me. His lips were on my mine in no time. I was being groped by 4 guys at the same time. The tongue brushing against my vagina started faster cycle pushing his tongue to the deepest end of my vagina. I felt current rip through me as another tongue swallowed my entire right. I'll try to go through them point by point before bringing you up to date with some news about my lessons here at the convent.Aunt Sandra? Not Great Aunt Sandra? Surely not! I can't imagine that proper, matronly lady being the slut you describe. I guess it just shows that we all have to age. That said, I really enjoyed your story about how you and Aunty first developed your relationship and I hope that you will tell me more one day. However, your writing was so good that it got me into trouble..