"What the hell was all that about? You saw me leave dressed in jeans and a blouse. And you saw me come home wearing that. I wasn't wearing some minisk...rt, looking like a hooker." Well that's what she said she saw. She was waiting to get the bus to bingo and said that's what you were wearing when she went past. Is there anything you want to tell me?" No," Sarah replied sharply. "It was probably Paul's girlfriend, you've seen how she dresses. You know how confused the old woman gets."Her mother. I got one word of warning: "Swallow!" But I knew it was coming and he didn't try to put it directly down my throat. His cojones bounced and his cock pulsed and he flooded my mouth with his seed -- and I felt a certain sense of accomplishment as I swallowed it. I'd done it and I hadn't vomited. Now that I knew what he liked, next time would be better..."Go clean up," he directed. My chin, neck, my chest between my tetas, -- even my belly was covered with drool. "Tell me when you're done so I can. Standing at the side of the bed wearing her garter belt, stockings, an extremely high heeled pair of black pumps and her shiny black bra, at least one size too small, her huge firm breasts spilling out of the slut garment.Her shaved tight wet pussy looked incredibly smooth and inviting as she removed every item of clothing from my body. My cock was thrusting forward, as hard as its ever been, waiting to slide inside her unfaithful cunt. I looked at her mesmerised, still picturing her holding. Now Auntie was in the heaven of lust and could not think much about consequences. I was about to come when we both made some loud sounds.I unloaded my full load in her. Her blouse was open. Her face was red when I took my dick out, pulled my shorts on open the door, went out for a smoke, and saw Kavita sitting here outside on the cot watching the door. She had a cheeky smile on her face and eyes red with lust.I could see that she knew what was happening inside. The optics of what she saw when I.