“Shit, I’m so sorry… I had no idea anyone was in here – I mean… I was coming in to look for Stacy’s bag, she thought she left it in here�... I thought everyone had left… God, I mean…”I cut him off. “It’s okay Peter. I mean, you’re only a guy. Of course you looked.”He stopped talking and seemed at a loss for words, then caught another glance before he started to turn away to leave, all while tossing out one more apology. “I’m really sorry about that….”“Wait, don’t go,” I said after him. He. She’d had a few, as had I, so there wasn’t any false modesty. She knew what she wanted, and so did I, and it wasn’t long before I was showing her into my flat. Our first kiss was a sloppy wet affair, tongues slapping on and tonsil exploring. Nice. We hardly broke for air, as our clothes got stripped off, and naked I led her into the bedroom, and we rolled onto the bed. Once again there was hardly time for the preliminaries, and I pushed my hard cock deep into her sopping pussy, as I held her. I’m happy that many readers are emailing me after my recent stories and I’m satisfying them :PAnd now to the story!This happened last weekShe was a real hot aunty She was about 32 years old and married to an IT guy and has a daughter too.I always wanted to talk her right from the beginning but never got the chance as she doesn’t get along with anybody so soon.She’s really hooooot with 34-28-30I’ve always fantasized about her since day 1 and it took me a year to get to her. I’ve even got her. My hands were bound in front with real handcuffs. When I saw them I started kicking and screaming and trying to get away and break free. I had real tears running from my eyes. To the handcuffs they attached a steel chain around my waist so my arms could only be raised as up to my mid section. I was fighting and kicking the best I could. They then put me on the floor and applied steel ankle cuffs with maybe a foot of chain between. I was stood up and the noose with a was placed over my.