Or so I thought.I sweated the Arrival.My partner made an entrance. Her dress matched my tie ... exactly. Her hair was up and fine ... My brain said......Where is Grace?The vision that tripped lightly down the stairs wore Cornflower Blue ... Cornflower Blue that hugged curves. Curves that started at tiny slipper clad feet and ended at an impossibly long and aristocratic neck. The route taken crossed the Alps on the way up ... twice ... and severe valleys in strategic places in between. The. Aunty: thank you, anything else.She had kind of angry look because I just started talking her and she doesn’t talk to a stranger, so I was looking at her ass and I said no nothing else. She caught me looking at her ass.Back in my mind, I thought it would be so nice to fuck this rude aunty, I can fuck her so rough in bed. And I bet she is good too.After checking out from the counter she said bye and she walked out of the supermarket.I went to my car and put all the grocery into my car and while. I can feel myself pressing against him, humping him the only thing separating us are some thin layers of fabric. He begins to push me down on the desk as I slide lower his lips trail down my body and his tongue begins to bathe my nipple, "Oh fuck that feels good", I hear myself say and my hands clasp the back of his head and pull him tighter to my tit. Teeth nibble at my sensitive nub and something between a moan and a scream comes from me as he bites hard. Laying back on his desk his head. I am not good with numbers but it had to be ten inches. It was thick. I was breathing hard, but giggling at the same time. When I get excited, I lisp like a little girl. Just then, I started babbling to him. They liked that. I think the lisp turned them on. The guys were standing around me. They were all naked by now, some smoking, some laughing, some stroking, whispering to me, leaning closer and telling me what they were going to do to me. I was totally subdued, totally under their control. I.