After a couple minutes of explaining the situation to Aunt Sioux Cinnamon said, “She’s coming over!”I mumbled, “Oh Fuck!” to myself but Cinn...mon overheard it. Then she started in on me until Aunt Sioux came to my rescue.Aunt Sioux asked, “So big boy tell me more about this!”So I explained to my adorable Aunt Sioux that I had a chance to join a Fraternity at Brown College and that I would not have to pay any fees or rent for the full four years. All I had to do was convince a female family. "One of the guys was big. He had to be at least eight inches. When he started ramming and jamming that monstrosity into me it actually hurt." "What did you do?" "I stopped him. Sex should feel good. It shouldn't be painful." "Was he okay with that?" "I gave him a blow job instead." "And that made him happy?" "Oh, yes." Laughing, I said, "You do give an excellent blow job." Jeanne grinned. "Thank you, kind sir. I enjoy giving them. Would you like one?" "Yes, I would, but only as a preliminary.. .. I could feel his upper leg start jumping like when he is thrusting deep into my bitch hole. I sensed he was awake as he is moving more while I got to sucking him as deep as I can. I am surprised that it only takes about five minutes of sucking him and squeezing his knot before his is fill my stomach with his creamy goodness. About 30 minutes later I am laying there on a blanket with only my shirt on and petting Roscoe when he gets up to go pee elsewhere, so I just put my hands behind my head. Johnson left for her meeting, Mrs. Blair and Mr. Johnson were in each other’s arms. ‘Can that tongue of your’s still turn a woman on?’ ‘I will let you be the judge of that,’ Mr. Blair said. It was like someone turned the clock back 25 years. The made love with all the passion they had experienced long ago. They showered together and were sitting in the den having a glass of brandy when Mrs. Johnson returned from her meeting. Mrs. Blair slept in the guestroom that night thinking how good life.