Thanks to all the people who loved my stories and I can see great response via mails.This is the continuation of my previous story and you can find th... link above and any girl or aunt or widowed would like to have some discreet relation or want some suggestions can freely ping me and I am available with 7.5 inches drilling machine at and your details are real safe.Now let’s roll back to the story, me and yaami aunty (name changed) were in great mood to get fucked and she invited me to fuck her. It was a kiss from two people in love with each other.”“We do,” Tiffany agreed. “We won’t love each other any less tonight either. She really does want this. She needs it. I want it for her. I want it for you, too.”“We’ll see where it goes,” Phil agreed. “That’s all I can tell you.”“That’s all I can ask,” Tiffany said. “We both love you, too.”“Have fun today,” Phil told her. “Don’t worry about us.”Tiffany got off Phil’s lap and gave him another kiss, this one a little deeper, before she headed. He constantly pestered Rowena with the superiority of the crossbow over the long bow and she merely laughed at his biased opinions borne from his reliance on the crossbow and lack of skill with the long bow. Rowena had to admit the crossbow had the advantage of a lower trajectory and generally had explosive velocity at the point of impact. Still, she felt the long bow’s range made it more dangerous in the hands of a skilled archer and she knew even the light armor of mounted warriors would be. Then I walked home.... The memory vivid, I wasn’t sure but Brad?! Was Brad there? “Brad?!” I simply said.Stacey’s eyes grew wide. “We knew it, wait here!”“Like I’m going anywhere” I laugh as Stacey gets up and dashes out of the room. I close my eyes and wait for them to return. I’m re awoken when Stacey comes back in followed by mom and two police officers.“Oh Robbie!” My mom comes rushing over and gives me a hug, it’s nice but a little uncomfortable.“These two gentlemen want to ask you some.