Her husband died of cancer long back, and even when he was alive, never satisfied her physically. It takes a lot of stamina to satisfy a wild cat like...sushma. She had a daughter, varsha, who used to study with me in my high school, and we were very good friends.Because she was not hood in studies I used to go her home very frequently to clear her doubts etc. I noticed that aunty used to like my presence and she by some way or other showed me her assets, mostly her cleavage and her stomach below. "How do I know it's worth it," I said. "Let's see what you say in a minute," Dylan said.With a smile he pulled his briefs down and off. His huge cock smacked against his rock hard abs and hoovered right in front of my face. I automatically took his swollen mushroom head into my mouth as Dylan let out a gasp. "Do we have a deal babe," Dylan said as he closed his eyes while I started easing his monster cock down my throat.All I could do was nod since my mouth was full of cock. It wasn't long. The flames of the candles danced in your eyes as you ate. Occasionally our finger tips touched, we talked, we smiled, we laughed. After the main course you asked, ''And what is for dessert?'' Smiling, I responded, ''You, my lover.'' Pulling the chair back and taking you by the hand I led you to the bed. We kissed as we stripped each other's clothes off. Laying by you on the bed I realized how beautiful you are and how badly I want you. As we kissed our hands roamed each other. It felt so good. Well ... perhaps it was Grace who’d asked about him having a bike? But he bet it was Mia who’d put her up to it. On top of winding him up with all that skin.He made a huge effort and got past Grace as she braked at the University exit onto the dual carriageway. The car and Paul had turned left. He chased after them. He was stronger than stickboy, so that ought to outweigh his bike disadvantage.Mia watched Mohammad going berserk along the edge of the road, with his bike waggling from side to.