It’s fleshy and trying to grab my finger tighter”.I started to move my finger in and out. She started moaning and screaming loud. “Aunty, I want...to kiss your pussy” I said.“Go ahead, you can kiss it, you can lick it, you can taste it, do it yourself and I’m sure very soon you will learn how to use your tongue on pussy”.It was clear indication for me. I lapped her pussy, and like a dog, went on licking her pussy lips. I pushed my tongue in and tasted her pussy juices, which was almost tasteless,. . where's the kettle?" I would of thrown her out, but she smelt that bad I didn't want to get that close to her. By way of explanation she took a soggy wad of paper from her Jean Jacket pocket and unfolded it before passing it to me. The photo had been taken three months earlier, a private commission, there were only three prints in existence and one was framed in my studio. "That's your work." It was not a question. She unfolded a second soggy mass. "This is mine." It was a pencil sketch of. Bitch I will fuck you up!’ Quinn was yelling. I got up and ran out the door. My face was flushed from what just transpired. Out of all the people I could have roomed with, it had to the biggest asshole on the planet. I went down the entrance of the building and saw Jamal heading this way. I almost wanted to decline going to the party because I was so upset with Quinn, but I didn’t want to make Jamal feel bad about something he did. Besides, he was probably wanting to go this party really bad.. "Pete, what's going on?" I asked looking up at him. He didn't answer. Instead he just smiled as he watched my eyes close and I felt the strangers cock push even deeper into my body.I didn't ask again. I gave up caring. I gave up worrying as my husband had obviously arranged this. Instead I tried to rock backwards and forwards with my legs up on this guys shoulder as he fucked me senseless. I felt him touch places I never knew existed and in turn, was treated to another blissful orgasm.My legs.