“Paul, what do you want me to say? It was raw fucking. I was carried away, but I kept thinking that I would never see him again, so I wanted to do ...verything we could.”I stopped her. “Everything?”Maggie realised that she had said the wrong thing and in doing so, had admitted more than she had meant to. I pressed her.“What do you mean by everything?”“I guess I went further than I had meant to.”“It seems to happen a lot”“You went further too, with your old girlfriend.”“We went nowhere near as. Co.uk - Please send comments.Author's note:All my stories are written primarily for my own pleasure and allow me tolive out some of my dreams and fantasies. Many of my stories, this oneincluded, are far from reality but if only ............Chapter 1 My Aunt-----------------Aunt Sophie was an eccentric person. She lived in a beautiful house withhuge wooded gardens so that you could not see the house from the road andthere was no one living close by. I never really knew too much about her. My. The heels were six inches, at least, in height and they had a narrowing toe to torture her all night long. Her foot was pointed almost straight down in those shoes. A low moan escaped her as the shoes tightly gripped her feet and were buckled tight with a strap across her instep and another that wrapped tight around her ankle.Two boxes remained. A large box, and a small one. I leaned over to the bed and picked up the small one. Still in front of her, I got down on one knee. The big moment.I. Before I could understand, my face was millimeters away from his dick. His hand was inside my lower and was on my broad ass. He then forced my head on his dick and firstly it hit my cheeks and lips. But ultimately, he succeeded in entering his dick inside my mouth.Oh god, I felt so dirty at that moment. It tasted salty and it was smelly too. He then fastened my long braid to his arm and I was in full control of him. His grabbed my one butt and tilted me more on him. My one knee was on the bed..