After 3-4 minutes of slow sex she had her first orgasm. It was like she hadn’t had an orgasm since ages, she was sweating and countinuously chanting...‘Oh god please don’t stop, yesss oh fuck, I love ur cock in me, oh babyyyyyyyyyy ah ah ohhhh, fuck me harderrrr baby, please don’t stop, ahhhhhhhhhhhh’ ….after her first orgasm, she whispered in my ears, ‘enough of doing it my way, that was one of the best orgasm’s i’ve had in my entire life, come over me and I want you to fuck me the way you want. Aunt Gamina, the ever-smiling, polite and friendly, church-going Jamaican-American matriarch was really a domestic tyrant. At home, everything had to be done her way and her way alone. Cross her and she’ll be the death of you, my uncle Lowell warned me. I thought my uncle Lowell was joking, and in hindsight, I should have known better and heeded the old man’s warning. I guess my attitude in those days could be considered the ignorance and overconfidence of youth. One day, I went to the basement. ” She paused right there, and her eyes fixed at my boner peeking out of my boxer. At first, I felt embarrassed and tried hiding it with the cushion near the sofa.She came into her senses and said, ” If you’re free can you help in getting certain things from my cupboard in the kitchen? Recently there had been some renovation work in my kitchen and I need to get certain things in place.” Her look towards me was different this time. I said, “Yeah sure I will be there by 4 pm.” She said thanks and. The rush of adrenaline that the new acquaintances and the multiplication of the comments of horny masks that showed me their turgid and horny penis pushed me to dare more and so I found myself completely depilating the legs and the pubis, and trying to dress with the my wife's clothes that were fine for me too, It was like a d**g, as soon as I had the free house I went to my room and dressed like her and then published the photos for my boys. The only problem was the shoes that are not exactly.