He would make her gasp, moan, whimper and beg to cum in her. He would, finally, usually after at least an hour, cum, and give her a super load, EVERY ...ime. Then he would hold her down and eat the cream pie from her, until she was begging him to fuck her some more. Aunt Mildred would hear her cries and put two dishes of food in the oven to keep warm until they finished. The only problem she had had, was that many times, when he had fucked her, she was so sensitive that she couldn't sit down to. Barry worked Roger over with his mouth and hands for a good while. I was breathing hard and could feel my pussy getting hotter every second. This was only the second time I had witnessed this but it turned me on even more than the first time I had watched my future husband getting his dick sucked by a man. I undid my jeans and pushed my hand inside and into my panties. Roger looked at me as I did and smiled wickedly. I moaned, pressing my fingers against my clit, knowing I’d be coming in. I had just stepped out of the shower when you threw me on the bed and started kissing me.Your mouth slowly worked its way down my body, stopping only to suck on my nipples. I felt them spring to life with your tongue. When your lips reached their destination, I was already wet with excitement.One touch of your tongue was enough to send shivers through my body. It wasn't long before I had peaked, and my body exploded with relief. Then you raised yourself, took off your shirt, and threw it aside.. "Far as I can determine," Fulcher reported, "the plumber and the electrician got nothing to tell us. They're both solid citizens, and they don't come near fitting the description of the suspect. Nothing unusual about their service calls, although the electrician did remark that he remembered Emma. Seems she was a 'dish'." And the chimney sweeper?" Well, there again, Sam, he don't fit the description. He's smallish and skinny, like our guy, and maybe roughly in the age-range, but I can't see him.