The nextmorning was Thursday. I still didn't attend school. I guess Dad hadarranged something."We'll go to Aunt Melanie today," Dad said during breakf...st. Aunt Melaniewas probably my only relative. Mom was orphan and Dad's parents werekilled in a car crash when Dad was in high school. Aunt Melanie was hiscousin, the only cousin. She lived in New York though not in New York Cityitself, but in Gloversville. The city was some five-hour ride from wherewe lived in Kittery Point near Portsmouth.The. I flipped on the bed so I was face up with my head hanging over the edge. This lined up my throat into a straight line. "Feed me that cock" I demanded. Osei stood, caressed my breasts and began to gently explore past the back of my throat. He was now in control and pumping my throat like it was a vagina. He would go well past where I could normally take him, stroke a bit, hold and pull out to allow me to breathe. After a while he tells me he can see his cock moving in my neck. I did not. Over and over he blasted jet after sticky jet of sperm into my overheated pussy! I was panting and gasping for breath, moaning and screaming into the pillow each time he shot into me. Once again I could feel the room starting to spin. I felt light headed and dizzy as things started to grow dark in my mind. Then for the second time with this man I collapsed into a state of semi-u*********sness. He held his spurting and throbbing shaft deep inside my pussy for almost two full minutes as my body. I began playing with my penis in my pants with my hands.My hands were in my pants's pockets.She turned and asked me something.She was asking about model and type and somethings.I didn't care what she was asking.I was continually playing with my penis.My dick was so stiff.She had noticed that I was playing with my penis.But she was not exactly sure.She was pretending she hadn't noticed.She turned again and began to look for products at the shelf.I slowly approached her and touched slightly.She.