Next morning as I was reading some book she came to me and asked “what mischief were you doing in the night?” “What?” I was embarrassed. “Yo... were playing with your dick? When did you learn this habit? You should not do all this.”“No aunty, I don’t do anything it was” “I can understand. No need of any explanation.” She looked at me with a naughty expression. “But you know, the real fun is to have it with someone else!”I was numb and tried to avoid her presence the whole day. She too did not. ********** Tara was huffing and puffing as she drove all the way across the city back to her condo located in a posh apartment building in the Upper West side. On arriving there, she threw her handbag across the room, kicked her feet out of her shoes and cursed while she did them both. She went into the kitchen and got out a cold bottle of Bacardi and poured herself a stiff one. She finished her drink in one swallow. Not satisfied, she was just about pouring herself another when she noticed a. She started to suck harder, taking more of him into her mouth, wanting to give him the best blowjob he’d ever had. Her fingers brushed his balls. The wizened plums rolled between her fingers as she tried to fit more and more cock into her mouth. Her nose pressed into his grey pubes. The sweaty scent filled her nostrils as she tried to control her gag reflex.Pulling back, she looked up at him as she dragged her lip covered teeth over the sensitive underside of his head.“Fuucckkkkk,” he groaned.. Think you can survive like that for two hours?" I told him we could and Dad pulled out of the driveway. Ten minutes into the trip Aunt Val rested her head on my shoulder. I could hear her slight snoring so I took that as a signal that she was asleep. I talked about normal stuff with mom until I got cold. I asked Mom if she had a blanket and she leaned over to get one from her bag. She gave me it and I unfolded it and put it over Mom, Aunt Val and me. Mom fell asleep sometime later and I was.