I closed the door with a smile admiring her beauty again.That night when I am about to sleep, I got a ping on my WhatsApp. It says “Hi”. I replied...back “Hello who is this?”She: The lady whom you met in the morningMe: Owner Aunty?She: Do I look like an Aunt?Me: What to do? I do not know your nameShe: You can call me Didi at least right?Me: Ahhh !! Sorry I do not want to call you so :-/She: Why what’s wrong in that?Me: You are not sleepy yet? Uncle is not there?She: Do not divert the topic and. ”“The Dean warned me.”“So, even if you were unaware of the restraining order you’re in big trouble.”“Yes.”“Right! Now you listen to me, my boy. You’re my son so I will do my best to support you through whatever happens.”“Thanks, Dad.”Owen appeared not to register that. “Despite that, you have behaved like an over-weaning spoilt brat. You have used my success and local standing to try and impress other people and been over-bearing and conceited. To put it bluntly you’ve behaved like a little. She had evidently come across the term "sucking cock," because that was the next thing she tried. Suction was never my favorite kind of stimulation, but it sure did get me harder. And then she tried imitating a fucking motion using her mouth, bobbing up and down on my cock. Now this was definitely turning me on. I was letting her control things, and she wasn't taking me very deep, but I was definitely feeling better, thank you very much.Wanting to share the pleasure she was giving me, I urged. I looked at her and said, "NO. We are going to a bike rally and the ground is too rough for the truck and big trailer. Besides, we have everything we need on the Wing. Now are you coming with me or are you staying home?"With a huff she flounced over and climbed onto the bike. She yelled at me as we started out of our driveway. She said, "You know damn well I intend to come. I'm not letting you run around all weekend with those sluts trying to get you into their nasty old cunts."Our three-hour.