I swallowed all of it as another orgasm came over me. I was squirting onto my bedroom floor as daddy shot his last drops of cum into my mouth.Daddy st...od me up as he kissed me on my lips. His tongue entered my mouth tasting his cum. This was new to me as no boy or man had done that before with me.Daddy broke our kiss and looked at me. I seemed to see a troubled look in his eyes. He swatted my ass telling me to clean our mess then go shower and meet him in the family room.Daddy left leaving me. 6”, which in our community is excellent height. Arpita aunty was not fat or lean; she was ok especially with 2 k**s and age of 39 at that time. She had curly hair and looked updated but the moment she opened her mouth, the image of modern women fell apart.She was kind of women who never bothered about her dress exposure and specially when men around her. I guess she enjoyed men staring at her and giving and special attention. My mum use to hate her for her dropping pallu and especially in front. They laid in each other arms listing to the rain on the roof as they drifted off to sleep, bodies intertwined, covered in sweat and cum, exhausted, content.-----As she finishes the story, she realizes she subconsciously has one hand down her pants, rubbing her crotch, now very wet and showing through her pants.She smiles and looks around before pulling her hand out and licks the moisture from her fingers.The traffic has lightened up so she starts her car, pulls out of the parking lot, and heads. ……“What d’y recon these are Tom? If they’re dangerous you shouldn’t have them hanging around,” she poses as she returns down stairs with the jar, showing Tom the contents as he sits in his recliner.“Ahhh,” says Tom like it’s a eureka revelation, “that’s where she’s kept ‘em hidden all this time.”“S’cuse? She been hiding things from you?” Vera asked, almost in jest. At least Alice wouldn’t be receiving a punishment for her crime.“They’s them there vitalagra things. I wondered where she kept ‘em..