I could never imagine her fucking anyone else.Again it’s all your desires that are the culprit. I was hard till the time I slept imagining Uma aunty...without her clothes. What would she be wearing underneath, how would her dainty, sturdy village body would look under her clothes? What she would moan during sex?Because all through I had always seen her dressed very conservative. No man would, I guess, flirt or try anything with her. So I went to Sid’s place immediately after breakfast. I saw. And no, she doesn’t care much for beer. I was gonna stop and pick up a bottle or two of a decent white wine. She likes a little of that, once in a while. But you don’t have to get...”“I know I don’t have to, son, consider it a wedding present.”“But George, you already gave us our wedding present! And now you wanna stock it too?”“Just humor me, Rob, remember, you kids are the only family I got now.”What do you say to something like that? Had to clear my throat a couple times, “Okay, George,. ’ Penny didn’t know how to respond, but by now they were at the door. It was unlocked, as Niamh had said it would be, enabling them to slip inside unnoticed by the other women. ‘Through here Penny, into the bedroom.’ The room Niamh led Penny into was a guest bedroom. There was a queen size bed, an armchair in one corner, and a compact dressing table with a mirror at the end of the room. It was dimly lit, illuminated by a lamp with a heavy shade casting a low red light over the scene. A thick. . Yes, I'm sorry. I'm uh, with, um, my teacher."Ms D took the phone and started talking with my mom. OMG! She was talking with my mom while she was wearing a huge strap-on that she was going to fuck me with. She walked out of the room and I couldn't hear what was being said. I sat there freaking out. What was she telling my mom?! She finally came back and put my phone into her purse. "I spoke with your mother. She's a delightful woman. I told her that you needed some special instruction. She is.