He was even better looking than Iremembered, with the kind of dark looks that hinted at an Italian orSpaniard in his parentage. The evening would be ... genuine pleasure.The caterers did their job beautifully. The food was excellent andrather salty. I made sure that David was given regular refills of wineover dinner. I had been concerned that I wouldn't find enoughsmalltalk to keep things going, but it turned out David had a lowtolerance to alcohol. He became loquacious early on, opening up. Within a second or two I was down to my under shorts and right next to her in this big bed. Aunty rested her head on my shoulders and put her hand over my stomach and within minutes she had dozed off into a deep sleep. The sexual activity of last night and the city walk of this morning had taken the energy from her. For me, I had a massive hard on and my cock was rock hard again, I need to fuck this wonderful sexy aunty right now. My mind was working overtime, my cock had taken over and was. As arched my back for another cum, he licked my tits, bringing my nipple into his mouth. He was still thrusting into me, no rhythm, just awkward pounding, brutal and primitive yet so satisfying.I looked at my audience. Behind the phones the girls looked horrified and disgusted but the boys looked on with wide eyes, not believing what they were seeing, but also hoping they would be next. I pointed at a rather hot looking tall guy with dark hair."FUCK" He growled.He lent into me, lifting me from. My hands treacherously wondered towards my pussy, and I moaned quietly. I felt Mistress turn sharply, and a second later, she harshly swatted the back of my hand. “Stand up! Put your hands behind your back!” She snapped. I quickly climbed to my feet and stood next to the sofa, joining my fingers and resting my hands against my ass. “And you were being such a good girl!” She scowered judgementally. I averted my eyes in shame. I had let Mistress’ warmth make me complacent and had broken a.