Beth had such a good figure. Thin waste, round arse, shapely breasts and a beautiful face. Her brown curly hair jostled from side to side as her and A...bie danced together. They mimicked the stripper dances up against each other, laughing as they got ruder and ruder. They boys were desperate to get some of the action, and eventually Beth turned her attention to them. Alex got in there first and wined with Beth to some Jamaican Dancehall. The sat on each others leg and thrust there crouches. He grinned.He started again, this time with her temples, massaging her head - and taking her hair down - and the back of her neck. She groaned softly.He leaned in close and whispered softly in her ear. "That feel good, Aunt Gwen?" Too good." She groaned. "You should stop." I love you, Auntie." He said and kissed just behind her ear softly.She shivered again. "Caesar..." Shhh." He kissed her, lower, on the neck. Her found her weak spot with his fingers weeks ago. Now he rubbed it with just. "But won't you mind me screwing someone else, just out of curiosity?" Not a bit, actually I think it will do you a lot of good! You really enjoyed training Adrian, and breaking in a boy from scratch could be great fun for you."She stared at me, with a quizzical expression in her beautiful eyes. She obviously decided to humour me and play along with my joke."But how am I going to find a really nice boy with excellent manners and a ten-inch cock, who can give my ovaries a proper razzling?" That,. That evening I took her number from directory at the hosp. I messaged her “Hi”. She asked who is this. I replied friend of yours. And said you looked beautiful today.She understood that it was me. And replied thank you. I know I’m going on the right way. She said she cannot reply always as she was in home. Her husband was there. I don’t message her for2 days. She messaged me the third day that she had a doubt that I’m married or not. I said I’m married. We don’t talk much about the.