The sort that would do anything for anybody. He was the quiet one who sat at the back in meetings, laughed at everyone's jokes even if they were about...him and pretty much tried to avoid the company assholes in the department where he worked and people around him in general.Hand on cold heart, I kind of felt sorry for him and his eyes nearly popped out of his skull when I asked him if he wanted to go for a drink after work. Fuck knows what the guys in his department thought. Not that I gave a. He removed his finger and inserted the middle and the ring fingers inside me. With his thumb on my clitoris he clamped his index and little finger under my pussy. Clasping me like that he started fingering my wildly.Shrills of pleasure started escaping me as small explosions erupted in my crotch. My hips started bucking in pace with his hand and I pushed myself down on his hand. He pushed my legs back and over me. His tongue shot for my asshole. The juices from my pussy had seeped down the. Mom says to me "Oh, Dear, Aunt Ann will be coming up to stay with you while we are gone on our trip" About a week later, Aunt Ann arrives and I'm excited , truthfully to watch her incredible french inhales! My parents leave, I go out with some friends and smoke some great weed I had. I come home at curfew, obviously reeking of pot. Aunt Ann now in her early 50's just a few more pounds, which adds to her already huge tits and curves, is in a sexy silky nightgown covered by a nightcoat. she is. .. Now, I’m satisfied. You look so pretty and feel so nice. Mmm. And you’re such a hot kisser.”“Mmm. You’re not bad, yourself. Mmmm.”“Now lean forward ... There. So smooth, so soft, so warm.”“Mmm. Your hands are so gentle.”“They have to be. They’re handling precious objects ... Precious ... Mmm. And sweet.”“Yeah, that feels good ... What are you doing?”“Trust me. This will feel good, too.”“Well, yeah, but gentlemen ask.”“They do? What odd creatures. Now I know why I don’t ever want to be a.