I gasped as his tongue flicked out. He lapped through my folds. I groaned, my back arching. My large tits jiggled. His tongue was incredible.It darted...through my folds. He brushed my clit. My moans mixed with my daughter's. I glanced at Precious, smiling at the huge grin on her face. Mr. Mason was sucking on one of her nipples while his fingers played with the other, twisting her piercing. She shuddered, her butt-cheeks clenching about Mr. Reeve's face. We were both experiencing such pleasure.. We are bachelors and few of the flats in the apartment have families staying.. So, we have many aunt’s too. I used to stare at one aunt about 35 years. Though she is 35+, she maintains her body and looks as if 25 girl. She is an avg body type but really sexy and hot in her looks.When I look at her boobs,my cock gets hot and erects.I feel like hug her from back and kiss her throat, press her boobs from behind her shoulders. Slowly with time, she observed that am staring her. She also used to. Still gazing at in with a look of satisfaction in her eye she slowly and dreamily said ?There is nothing quite like grinding your meat by hand ?. When you do? you get to feel at one with your meat?. Snapping out of her daydream she continued ?you see LP61975? Modern electric mincers are fine if you have to process a lot of meat quickly ? But I like to turn the handle and feel the meat being drawn into the blades?and then watching as the strands of red worms squeeze from the end of the blade. Owen scratched his hair. “Or maybe we don’t have to and I should just go back to your father and hers.”“Merci.“ Natasha growled with finality. She stabbed her thumb into the hang-up icon on her phone’s screen. She glowered at him. “I could only get two million Euros.”“Hm...” Owen smirked. “That is less than what I could press out of your father.”“I have other things,” Natasha said. She spread her smile wide. She turned on a flirtation that Owen hadn’t seen in her before now. She had always been.