I felt rooted to the spot, desire racing through me. I helped him to raise my top over my head, feeling powerless to resist this man. Finding that I d...dn’t want to resist. He then cupped his hands over my breasts, massaging them tenderly. He reached behind me and unhooked my bra, which fell away, leaving my breasts totally exposed for him. He began to trace soft circles around my nipples, tweaking them, gently at first, then harder, then lowering his head to sensitively lick and suck them. My. I must admit that she was like a sex goddess just ready to teach me sex. I was wearing a track pant and a tee. Then, we started in the hall and now it will as a conversation. The plot is she is a married aunty and I am a virgin guy sent by my friend to her to learn sex.Me: hiAunty: Hi. What’s your name??Me: Sam and yours?Aunty: there is nothing to know about names here you can call me however you thinkMe: ok (and there is a little silence.)Aunty: so you are going to sit simply? Have you done. His eyes quickly browsed the selection and discovered they were much cheaper than back in the states. He thought of what would excite his wife and fondly remembered her reaction to the large dildo they saw when they visited the sex shop in Kansas City. He smirked when he saw a black giant silicone dildo labeled the ‘Milan Christopher’. It was over 9 inches long with a fake testicle base with close to a 6 inch circumference. He laughed to himself when the box showed it next to a soda can for. By prior arrangement, Donna, Karen, and Margo met for lunch again on the following Monday. They were so busy babbling about the weekend's big event, they almost forgot to order food. They were all in stitches over the retelling of Mike's reactions, especially his exact parroting of Margo's comment. They had barely finished laughing, though, when Margo became suddenly sober, catching the others' attention."You know, half of me is dying to really meet this Mike of yours. The other half is afraid.