God I wanted release, but she just smirked, dabbingat the sweat on her chest with a towel she had grabbed up from thefloor as she dug her nails into m... nipple. She tossed the towel asideafter a bit, then took a moment to tie her damp hair back again beforeshe leaned over and started to dig through her purse, still straddlingmy chest.After a moment she produced a pack of cigarettes, and then a disposablelighter and what looked like a joint from the crumpled pack. Shegrinned as she slipped the. . to do it, Jean... I was just telling you how I felt, that's all."That moment of discomfort - the fear of having gone too far - passed quickly. Laughing, Jean climbed off my lap and then stood there awkwardly, slightly bent, legs apart and looking down at the wet patch than defined her bottom and part way down her bare legs. Pinching the edge of her shorts between her thumb and index finger, pinky out, she pulled the material away from her hip and shook her leg as she said, "Ech... doing it. And Mrs. Smith were very impressed and I have seen the polaroid's of your session in the woods. Got me very excited get my meaning?" I did. I went down on my knees and undid his zip. Pulled out his already hard cock and took it in my mouth. I sucked on the shaft , head and licked his balls. "Enough, fucking time". He said. He undid my trousers and let them slip to the ground, I wasn't wearing underpants. He then pushed into me reaching around to wank me at the same time as he fucked me. He was. . those nicely polished nails….. While having food Soumya aunt told that she is having two children-both school going-and their only interest is TV and cricket and it is rare to see a boy like me. The party came to an end by 3.30pm and after some chitchat they began to walk to the groundfloor.Our flat was at second floor and my mom asked me to follow them upto the carparking. They had came on Sowmya aunt’s Santro car. While walking Soumya aunt took my hands once again and told that she will.