Or really masturbation. I already told you, I masturbate . . . Mr. C. Do you?” she teased but I noticed she was becoming daring in her questions.“...bsolutely. I would say almost daily.” “And who do you think about, when you jack off, Mr. C?”“Sometimes pictures I have collected or porn I have watched; sometimes even students I have in class.”“Ever think about me, when you shoot your load?” She asked boldly.“Absolutely. In fact, last night I stripped down naked and thought about you a lot. I even. Pushing him back I jumped off the table and got on my knees in front of him. His cock was steaming and caked in thick white cunt cream as I got his bell end in my mouth and started sucking him off.It wasn’t long before I felt his cockhead swell quickly followed by a spurt of hot thick spunk. Christ! He wasn’t stopping I couldn’t swallow the load quick enough, he was still spunking. I pulled his cock from my gob before I choked and another rope of jizz hit my forehead and splashed on my hair.. She started to nibble on the black briefs I was wearing and pulled them down slowly feeling her soft hair hit my already large cock. "Someone is happy to see us?"With that IS started to gobble me down slowly then all the way. She choked slightly, but liked it. "You're getting bigger my dear?"I'm not small about 7" and felt even bigger tonight due to the delays.Lady p started to suck me as well. All I could think is wow both of them sucking, wanking and massaging my balls it was like a. Aunt would often catch me staring like a hungry animal at her breasts. But she wouldn’t say anything. I even saw her a few times catching a quick glimpse of my boner through my pants. But nothing else would happen. After a few minutes of talking, she would leave and I would lock the door and start jerking off.One day, aunt came with another reason. This time, it was filling out a form for her son’s admission in another school. I kept my laptop in my lap and she came and sat next to me on the.