Ok so how’s your coll life going on. Do you have any girl friend to enjoy?Me: my coll is very boring aunty. And I don’t have any girlfriend.Aunt: ...on’t lie. Come on, just say it to me we are just like friends right. What’s there in hiding it.Me: aunty I am serious. I don’t have any girlfriend as non of the girl in my coll doesn’t look like the way I wanted them to be.Aunt :so how do you want them to be.Me: ull get to know very soon (gave a naughty smile ).Aunty: alryt. Its time for me to go. I felt my cock rise and touch the cold rim of the porcelain. 'Time to go, I'll be late' I thought as I forced my unruly member back into my pants. During the short tube journey that followed it hung down inside my jeans like a snake ready to pounce. The merest glimpse of a cleavage or a stocking clad thigh made it itch and twitch up. It was an almost painful feeling but horny nonetheless. I couldn't get the image of the stiff cock in stockings out of my mind.I needed to get something for dinner. As Elaine lowered her head towards her neckline, Diane closed her eyes and tipped her own head as if offering her neck up to Dracula’s bite. Instead of fangs puncturing her jugular, however, she felt the soft affectionate caress of her friend’s lips and tongue tracking their way up to the base of her jaw and down to her throat. Her head was now tossed back limply and she was moaning softly, almost inaudibly, making little whimpering sounds with each exhale.She raised her head up and opened her. Give a slight moan, but that's all. We continue to talk and I ask her how many horny guys come in, trying to get handjobs. She giggles, and of course says she doesn't do that. Again, she brushes my balls though, this time a bit harder, more obvious. To probe her this time, I ask if I can take the d**** off and she do my buttocks. She agrees and now I am completely naked on her table. While massaging my ass, she lets her fingers go over my asshole. Amazing. After I said nothing to that move, she.