Can I have a cappucino please?"As I queued I had opportunity to study her surreptitiously while she fumbled in her handbag and did all those intiguing...y feminine things that puzzle men. She was in her mid-thirties, elegantly dressed, tailored skirt, small fetching jacket and her short cropped dark haired bob set her off delightfully. As I glanced she crossed her legs under the table and I felt my balls respond in kind by tensing internally at the sight of her lovely calf and three inch. She is so fucking wet. Her sweet necter just drips into my mouth. B then slides her tight pussy onto my shaft nice and slow causing me to moan into Ks soaked pussy.I can feel her as she spreads Ks ass and proceeds to stick her tongue in it. I can't tell where R has gone. I'm so into this moment as K tells me to kiss B . our tongues lick all over K and meet in the middle now and then as B works my cock expertly with her tight hole . B then stops grinding me. I try to move my head to see why but. He looked at the boot and then Angela who seemed as confused as he. He heard Becky?s voice and looked to her. She was talking in some kind of dialect that he didn?t understand. Her eyes seemed to pierce him and suddenly he felt as cold as the rubber boot he was holding. He seemed to be shrinking, he heard Angela gasp. He never spoke as Becky?s spell took control of him. He felt his body seem to fall in on itself. Lower and lower he went. He could still see but now his vision was limited to a. I laughed at the pun. I stood there as she pulled away from the house. I was going to get with her again but I still had to deal with this. My aunt is a good woman, and she treated me like her own son. She always gave me advise when I asked, giving me a shoulder to cry on, and rarely needing discipline. My aunt is like my second mom, but a beautiful woman. Being only 28 years old with a seventeen year old daughter, she had a body that most super-models would kill for. With D tits, brown hair,.