Aunty paglo ki trah udak rhi thi aur keh rhi thi umm ,, aaah aahh,, i love u rahul .. mujhePyaaar karoo.. mai bhi paaaglo ki trah aunty ki gaand choos... rha tha.. phir thodi der baad aunty jhad gyi aur aunty ki gaand ka ras maine piya.. mai bta nhi skta kitna mast tha..mai heaven mei poonhch gya tha.. pihr maine apane kapde utaar diye.. aur aunty jhat se mere lund ko apne mooh mei daal kr choosne lgi.. mai bhi unke moome sahlaa rha tha,, thodi der baad ab mere bhi lund puri tere se tyaar tha aur. More deserted even than on a winter Sunday afternoon.Everyone, of course, had known that this day was coming, and most had decided to deal with the change in the privacy of their own homes. Some, like Garvey, viewed that change as disturbing but interesting. Others were looking forward to it. Many were horrified, and extreme reactions, even suicides, were expected.Garvey had agreed with his staff, including Louise, and also with his wife Emily, that the day would as far as possible be treated. He opened the fly in his school trousers and let the b**st out, I would say now that he had about ten inches, but it thick and had a big bell end. "Go on then " he gloated and rolled his foreskin all the way back. I dropped to my knees and devoured his cock, holding onto his buttocks so that he couldn't escape my attention. The lad only lasted about a minute before his first spurt hit the back of my throat. I gulped down his spunk and kept going till I felt him subside in my mouth. I stayed on. It was as if I’d given him carte blanche to resume his old games with the girls. Again, to give him credit, he didn’t bring them home. He was obviously going to their place for his salacious pleasure. As his extra-marital affairs increased, so my share of his body went into decline. For a somewhat libidinous young woman this proved a burden very hard to bear. It became worse when, I suppose as a sort of punishment for my deception, he started to boast to me about his latest conquests. The first.