Fact is, the oral sex was great!But I miss the fullness, the completeness of a warm, hard, flesh & blood penis pulsing inside my vagina!There is no gr...ater feeling than to let yourself go and become the 'slut' for a little while. I believe it is responsible for my allowing Nick to plunge that babymaker of his where only his father had gone before.As for dad, curiosity was the main culprit, until he took over.Surrender was the order of the day for my aunt Celia, I guess.Now it is time to sort. We chat about the circumstances and the lack of social contacts in time of Covid.Hesitating for a moment you ask me, if I would like to come to her side for a drink.“Yes, this is better than going on talking from balcony to balcony, just give me two minutes.” I reply, giving you a smile.I bring my things into my rooms and are at your door shortly, where you welcome me.We go on chatting on your balcony, now enjoying a cool drink and getting to know each other better.“May I ask you for a favour?”. When Johanna’s lips met with his again it turned into a little tongue wrestling followed by her hand feeling for his dick.This a****l magnetism, that he seemed to possess, made him feel almost god-like. He’d never thought of himself as a ladies man but here he was rubbing the palm of his hand over a beautiful woman’s breast and instead of objecting – it actually increased the intensity of her passion.His office had a sofa and it wasn’t long before they’d taken off their clothes and were sitting. The shop was closed past hours so she had everything closed up, her and me locked inside. I ask about special service, she said I could get that, I ask about my room. She said no room service, but we could fuck on her sofa. If that is what I want. I wanted her clothes off, wanted to see those massive breast. She did that for me. We moved from massage table to her large sofa. She took off everything, posed for me, legs open hand covering stomach scar and other covering pussy. She said we should.