Mai iodex laya aur aunty ko kaha kahan dard hoo raha hai. Tou aunty boli: kamar par kafi dard hai please help me aur aunty pait ke bal lait gaye. Mai ...alish karne ke liye aunty ki kameez ko utthane laga tou woh kafi tight thi. Mai bola: aunty app ke kameez tou kafi tight hai aunty kafi open minded thi unhon ne koi jhijhak mahsoos na ki aur mere samne kameez uttar kar lait gaye. Phir jab mai malish karne laga tou aunty boli: ruko kahin shalwar ko daag na lag jaye unhoon ne apni shalwar bhi uttar. "Oh Carl, give me your warm seed now," Nikki says as she opens her mouth wider." AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH, I'M CUMMING!" I moan out as the first of several loads fills her mouth.After my last load spews forth, Nikki rises up and wraps her arms around me. She kisses me and shares the cream in her mouth. Our tongues passionately dance together as we become more aroused. Nikki reaches down and pumps my cock back to hardness." Mmmm Carl, you taste delicious."As she breaks off our kiss, my cock is once. It was the usual cliché kind of Irish abroad stuff, a strange over sentimentality for a country voluntarily left behind. There were the same pictures on the walls of the main family room, of the Pope and John F Kennedy; and the all too familiar love/hate relationship with whisky and beer. If you substituted his uncle's family's obsession with the Celtics basketball team for his own family's devotion to supporting Queens Park Rangers football (soccer as it's known to our American friends) club,. " I flipped and flopped all night, knowing full well that Eric was very serious about these consequences. We'd been playing around on the phone, laughing about little flirtatious infractions that were used to get our juices flowing before he came home again. A mouthy text. A naughty picture. My smart ass. Then he asked for "the list" and I copped to the real deal. It was more "real" than he expected. "Are you truly that far behind?!" Eric's text was clearly not foreplay. Thursday morning came,.