And so that sexual relationship continued for a number of years.When his lover finally changed jobs and moved away, Kyle found himself again cruising ...he streets on Friday nights, drinking beer. However, now with a family and deeply afraid of getting arrested, he resisted propositioning a prostitute...but the weekly cruising continued. The lust inside him grew until one Friday night, he couldn’t resist and finally made an offer to a woman. Thank God, she wasn’t a cop, so, like before, Kyle had. He had seen exposed pantie covered ass cheeks, deep views down her blouses and even a quick, pantie crotch flash. He thought that she must have a thick, meaty cunt as her crotch seemed full. Finishing the break meal one night, Softly popped a gap as she rose from her seat. Eddie's eyes dipped between her thighs and she caught him looking. She smiled to say, “Eddie, you don't want to go there”. Two days later she caught him again and said, “Eddie, I'm not your type of girl”. He gave a sad look. . her husband is behind me preparing my hole for something that i really didn;t expect...she is asking her husband... "is he ready yet?"he says... "i think, yes, he is"..."then give it to him", she says...and i'm feeling his hard cockhead in the door of my already opened hot house...he is very gently as he is pussing milimeter by milimeter his hard cock into my hungry asshole... in the same time he is putting also a cream on his cock so he will be more glissy for my asshole...after some seconds. But she hated to be called aunty.I came to know about this later on.I had never talked to her before.Once or twice she passed a smile when she see me passing by.I dint care to react.One day I was going to college, suddenly I saw my nammo aunty passing next to me , suddenly she slipped . I took a whisker of a second to grab her waist to avoid the fall.the scene became filmy.she was in arms, I was looking at her and she looking back,I felt a tickle in undies. She smiled and returned thanks.I saw,.