David gasped as her lips slid over his knob and her thumb worked up and down the underside of his shaft, forcing more of his pre-cum into her waiting ...outh. My own fingers were buried deep inside her pussy, working on her G spot, while my thumb circled her throbbing clit. David was sliding his cock in and out my wife's eager mouth and she shuddered as he fed her more and more of it. She looked down as she felt the bed dip in time to see me climbing onto the bed and positioning himself between. “I can’t wait to see you either Aunt Leesha. Ok, here he is.”She handed me the phone, which broke my gaze from her perfect tits. I think she caught me looking, because she smiled as she handed me the phone. “She wants to talk to you.” She said, grinning, and spinning around to get her suitcase that she left by the door.“Hi,” I managed, as I watched her walk away from me.“How’s she doing?” My wife asked.“Oh, she seems to be doing ok, I guess.” I said as I watched her bend over exaggeratedly, to. Rain or shine, I did not care, as long as I was nowhere near Mr. Earl. I could not be taken advantage of anymore and have my feelings crushed by another grown man. Then one day I stayed back for study hall in the library to study for my Earth Science test the following Monday. The aroma of the stale book pages filled the room. Kids with dust allergies were coughing and sneezing and the chaperone teachers, who got duped into doing this, patrolled the library. I chose a lonely round table in the. I had expected this because it's a way to ensure that prostitutes are not going to get incriminated and prosecuted by the law.I undressed without any formality and piled my clothes up on the chair next to the single bed. The room was very warm and felt quite secluded and intimate.She asked me to get on the bed and lie face down while she gave me a massage to help me relax. never having had a massage this was an experience in itself. I felt her weight on my buttocks and the warmth of her thighs.