Wo aunty week me 3 ya 4 bar mere ghar ati thi apnibeti ki study ke bare me discuss karne to wo jab bi ati thi wo suitme ati thiwo bi low nexk wala sui... dal ke mere mind me unko dekh ke unki liye atraction Bad jati thi hamesha wo jab biati meri ankho me ankhen daal ke dehti thi or me to unka fan tha kya chaal thiunki wo muje dekh ke jaan buj kar matak matak ke chalti thi mere man me bi unkofuck karne ki soch chalti rehti thi ek din aunty mere ghar pe ayi unhone us dinsaari pehni hui thi pink. Jon was waiting for me and he gave me a schoolgirl’s uniform (complete with bra and horrible schoolgirl knickers) to put on, and then a pack of cigarettes to put down my blouse. He then told me that we were going to give a show similar to the one that we’d put on in the Canaries a few years ago.Jon put on one of those teachers’ flat hat things and a gown, and we went out. On the stage Jon pretended to be the teacher who had stopped a girl who he suspected had some cigarettes. He asked me for. Cock, cock, cock. Mmm, yes, very nice. I like that word. Cock.” My new friend smiled at me. “I don’t know why, but when I look at that cock of yours, I get the urge to find out what it would feel like in my mouth. Is that a thought that female humans get?” “Some do,” my friend sighed. “But not often enough.” “Would you mind if I satisfy my scientific curiosity about what cock tastes like? It's a powerful urge I have, a kind of hunger.” “Please do,” my new friend smiled. Instinct took over now.. The action looked mighty hot, and I didn’t want to miss it, so I slipped in. Up on the bench was an older man with a fairly big belly and a nice cock of averaged length being sucked by an equally naked, but really buff 30-something guy with a full beard who was standing on the floor as he serviced the door monitor. He had a broad back and big arms with sculpted muscles. His butt was round and firm, and humping him from behind him was a slightly over-weight guy in his 40s.A tall slender guy in.