Aunty dekhne me bahut khoobshurat thi unhe dekhkar lagta hi nahi tha ki wo do baccho ki ma hai figure to ek Dam mast tha unki age 30 thi or unka figur... size 32 80 tha unke pati bahar rahte the, or bacche school chale jate the subah time wo akeli rahti thi gar me pahle mai unke bare me galat nahi sochta tha,bas wo mujhe acchi lagti thi aunty ki nazar se lekin ek din mai chat pe khada tha meri chhat se unka aagan shaf dikhayi deta hai wo kapde dhul rahi thi us waqt wo nighty pahni hui thi najane. “Fuck my ass again chris please” I asked between kisses I felt his weight push down on me then felt his cock push its way into me so much easier this time and far less painful, we matched our rhythm with each other so that Brenda got full benefit. I was truly enjoying my anal experience this time with no doubt at all, after about five minutes I felt chris tensing up “Don’t hold back chris fill my ass with your sperm” I could not believe I was saying what I was. Chris pumped away at me a. " "What are you doing down here, Pete? I told you to clear out last night!" came an angry voice. "And who the hell are you?" Brian looked up in surprise to see a cop standing at the entrance to the grotto, his hands on his hips and an angry expression on his face. Brian stood up, his hands empty and unthreatening. "Sorry, officer, I used to come here when I was a kid, so I figured I'd have a few down here and reminisce." "What's your name?" the cop demanded. "Brain Miller." he replied. "No. I had also learned how to satisfy Johnny with my mouth, although I never let him cum in my mouth. When I could tell that he was ready I would take his prick out of my mouth and masturbate him letting him spurt his cum into a tissue.I came home after a session with Johnny and overheard my mother telling my dad that Uncle Dan had divorced Mary. He was coming to stay with us for a week to gather his thoughts. Mom told Dad that it would be an ideal time to take that second honeymoon they were.