"I watched you taking sweet Mary in that gorgeous boy-pussy of yours anumber of times!"Katie's thrusts were sharper now - staccato beats of primal mus...c thatJohn couldn't help dancing to. He moaned in rapture as she slowed,feeding his arse the grinding, twisting length."I know all about you and Mary, baby," Katie whispered, "I was there,watching the first time she dressed you up in fishnet and fucked you,just like you're being fucked now. You remember that night, don't youslut?"John did, and. When all was as it should be, Aunt Melissa told me shewas ready for her lesson. Everyone went and sat in the living room. I retrieved the guitar from thesewing room. "You got a Martin!" Sam exclaimed. I had no idea he knewwhat a Martin was. "I've always wanted to learn how to play," Sam added.It seemed everything I did was turning into a job. "Well, you should join us then," said Aunt Melissa. Could I teach themboth at once? Hell, could I even teach them one-on-one? I began with theopen. I never had seen her with such intention till one day that everything changed. It was in the month of MAYI woke up late that day and I saw that my aunt was changing her clothes in the room with half eyes open I saw her change and the devil in me was awake. Those boobs had made me fall in love at first sight .since that day I used to take every advantage of being close to her despite the fact I was grown up I used to play with her like a young lad and she used to think I am immature . As it was. As he lowered the leg, he moved it to the left leaving them slightly apart. I could now see Charles’s balls and the crease of his bum; I felt my pussy spasm through the thin material of my pants. As I watched Mario’s hand, slowly tracing up the inside of Charles’s leg, over his calf, up the inside of his knee, tracing up his thigh and along the crease of his bum. I saw his bum tighten, and then relax as his hand moved away and traced away down the inside of his other leg. I slid myself further.