Mai uski choot chatne lagga aur woh moan kar rahi thi. Maine usse poocha ke maza aa raha hai to woh boli bahut. Mai abh ghum gya aur 69 ki position ma... a ageya. Uski choot pink rang ki thi aur bilkul halke golden hair te maine uski choot ke honth apne hothon me liye aur apna lund uske lips par ragdne laga . Woh muh khol nai rahi thi. Maine usse bola ki tujhe maza aayega to usne mere lund ka supada muh me ke liya aur choosne laggi. Mai to maza ke maare aahein bharne lagga .Abh main bathroom me. Nothing. I was left alone with my stepgrandmother, aunt Annie, as I called her. My 5yearsold-frame shook in despair and I didn't want to live anymore. I fantasized about the place where mommy and daddy were right then and imagined, there were angels with golden hair, snowwhite wings on their backs and a lyra in their tiny hands. I saw myself in the white toga-like clothing playing at the amusement of my parents. Nothing. The soft voice of aunt Annie brought me back to reallity. She asked me. She took another sip of wine. The shit didn’t taste thatbad, now. She gulped down the rest of it, and herefilled her wineglass. She felt his tentative touch onher nipple. He was easy and gentle, and it felt good.She liked having her tits played with. And fuck, wereher nipples ever hard. Her nipples usually stayed hard,but this time it was special.“Where’s that rackbub… backrub…” she finally said.Her tongue wasn’t working right, for some. I, now started forcing my dick into her mouth. She gagged at first but deep-throated me afterwards. She even bit me a few times on my glans. This was surprisingly giving me immense pleasure and I felt the gates of my cum reservoir blast open. I sprayed cum all over her body. Her tits, cheeks, eyelids, hair all had dr ops of my thick cum on them. She giggled and collected all those drops on her body with her fingers and slurped them like an ice-cream. I love it when someone drinks my cum, it.