Her head moved up and down under Aunt Gina's hand. For a moment, her hair covered what she was doing. She raised her head and I saw a cock in her mout.... Aunt Regina's cock. “Oh my God,” I blurted as my shocked mind registered what I was witnessing. “Oh fuck, Abby,” Aunt Gina said in a rush as they both jumped and scrambled. “Oh my God. Oh my God,” I repeated rapidly as my shocked paralysis wore off. I turned and walked into the kitchen on legs that felt like jello. “Abby. It was oddly cool to her touch. This was no toy, like that silly, absurdly pink thing Miranda had given her. This was weighty, solid, serious. The blunt torpedo shape was meant for nothing more, or less, than penetrating her most intimate part.Now that she'd gotten it home, she was oddly hesitant. She stood it on her nightstand and turned on the shower.When she got out, warm and flushed and pink, it was waiting patiently. Sleek. Unyielding. Implacable. There would be no give to it, no warmth. But I decided to go there.. I took a bath rushed to that spot and parked my bike and waited for the call… I received a call at 6:30… but it was some other lady… R u Rizwana’s friend. I told yes…Ok…come to first floor and ask for table no: 7. I went there… and enquired for the table…. It was a corner area… I went close to that table and saw a lady already waiting … I went near to her…but she was busy with another call…. As soon as she saw me she disconnected the call….asked… r u Sam?. Walking around shirtless was one thing, but jerking it in the dorm shower? Even if there was no one else in the building, that was crossing a line...wasn't it?I couldn't help to continue imagining that porn scene. She sucked that cock all the way up to the head, and then licked it all the way down to the balls. Stroking the shaft as she started sucking on the balls. I could imagine it so vividly, it was like I could feel it happening to me! Sucking on my balls and stroking my cock, with such a.