I don’t know why I didn’t just jump up from the table with my purse and follow him, but I guess I really wanted to stay on the table longer. I s...t there enjoying the feeling of his goo leaking out of me, and I leaned over to look at it as well as I could. It was a beautiful sight. I took the towel and rose off the table before using the towel on myself, leaving a puddle on the table. I started to wipe it up, then I started to tell Robert to. I changed my mind again, however. “Lick it up,. My Viking is pleasant to sit close to and I’m planning on continuing to do that for the rest of our lives. He is a good man.”Jimmy smirked. “As long as all he does is sit.”Agnes smiled. “That will change in two weeks. Then, we’ll debauch each other. I’m looking forward to that time.”Jimmy seemed do decide that he’d been trumped each time so he kept quiet. Missus Stover had come to no such decision. “There’s no hanky-panky going on with you two?” Her eyes twinkled.“Not yet,” Agnes responded.. He waited another few minutes before getting up himself and walking out to the garage. It was after nine o'clock, but he felt like going out for a drive. He wanted to be alone for awhile, to give himself time to get used to the idea that Carl had probably been slipping it to Gladys as well as Donna Gillespie.When he returned, after eleven, Gladys was already in bed. She pretended that she was already asleep, and he pretended to believe it. He turned away, his back towards her, and waited for. She spread her legs wide apart and asked to finger fuck her fast. She was holding my cock tight in her arms, but careful not to stroke it, so that I cum in an inappropriate time. Now three of my fingers are inside her pussy, moving in and out. Aunty asked me “Raju (that’s how she calls me affectionately) you want to smell and taste my pussy?” I eagerly said, yes. She further widened her legs and pushed my head towards her pussy. She pointed me to her hole using her finger and asked me to suck.