I could hear Jeanie breathing hard and softly cooing. “Baby I needed that so badly” she whispered. She made her way down the bed and towar...s my cock. She had mentioned that she’d never given a blow job before, only watched it from porn. I laid back and watch her start to lick my hard cock up and down. She then took the head in her mouth and started to slowly suck. I was in awe watching this old granny blowing me. Her huge tits sagged down from her body as she engulfed me. She. In between bites I looked around the cabin. Aunt Marti had put as much effort into the mornings work as I had. The cabin was much cleaner. The windows were washed, the floor was swept, the walls and furniture were dusted, the curtains were drying on a clothesline that hadn't been there yesterday and a large pot of water was heating on the stove."Are we done with work for the day?" I asked with a mouthful of sandwich. Aunt Marti's breasts peeped out of the halter-top with every movement of her. I saw one straight away - it was a very typically girly room, complete with mirror for make-up. I bounded over to it, stumbling again from being in the new body. I glared into it, and right back at me glared Arifa.What the hell?? Arifa?? She was a girl, in my year at college. I'd never been close to her, hardly even talked to her, and when I had it had always been in a group, a general conversation rather than an intimate one. So why the hell was she in my mirror? I raised a hand, and at the. Cuddling up we dozed off having agreed not to go further until we were with Jane. A frustrating week passed until the following Wednesday when I told Jane I was going to be pretty late home that evening, about ten o'clock. Step one was in place.At eight o'clock I slipped quietly into the house and crept up the stairs. Sure enough there were the tell tale muffled moans and groans of lovemaking coming from our bedroom. My cock rapidly stiffened at the sound. It was game on.Slowly opening the door.