We were not speaking for around one week after seeing her everyday and I did’t visit her home after that her children called me to play caram. I can...ot reject their plea, so I went, and my aunty received me with smile and went to kitchen to prepare lunch. After finishing the play I went to kitchen and asked her what she decided? She did’t say anything, I gathered some courage and I hugged her from behind and kissed her neck, she removed my hands and said, childrens are there it means she also. Her eyes beamed when she looked at my face. “Fun’s back!”“Hey,” I grinned. I slapped Traci’s butt. “Sorry gal, Frogbox.”“I get it.” Traci sighed. She seemed morose when I unbuckled her ankles. I didn’t touch her wrists, waist, trunk, shoulders, or collar buckles until she had her feet on the ground. Amanda left the levers as soon as Traci was low enough to walk.I grabbed Amanda’s hand when she walked by me for the door. She caught the shocked smile.“What is it this time?” She frowned.“I was. With that I started to gag and spit back up on his cock. Then I took him back down my throat and moaned. With the vibrations of my moans running up his cock, I felt his precum running down my throat loving the way it tastes. Then he pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed me on to the bed, and spread my legs open as far as they could go. Then he forced his cock into my small pussy my body jerked. And he fucked me hard and so fast I was yelling wildly telling him “Fuck me, Papi! YES! Oh my. It was Friday, finally. The week had taken forever to complete, and here I was like a grade school girl on Christmas morning waking up long before I had to. Usually, I set my alarm to allow me several snooze times before I actually drag myself out from under the covers, but not this morning. My body was tingling with anticipation. Tonight was the orchestra party at the Gilson Mansion. The Gilson’s were a pleasant old couple who supported the arts in town and were giving the end of year.