.fucking fisting, anal, pissing,69. Couldn't get enough of my baby !Wednesday afternoon after a long sweet fuck and a few drinks, she laid on my chest...and as we kissed, she whispered that she wanted more guys to join us.She had made my day again. I asked how many and she simply said that we needed to go to our local bar and let her pick.Dressed like the cunt I always loved, no bra,no panties,short skirt, we entered our bar and found a few of our friends there. None knew she was visiting so all. But there is nothing for me there. My parents died in a car crash during my second year in college and my aunt is an unmarried spinster who is some thirty years older than me. At my twenty she was fifty-two but looked and acted as though she was in her eighty's and so set in her ways that she was determined that I would be raised by the values she got from her parents who were Quakers. She disavowed modern appliances and had no electricity in her home outside of town. She didn't have a. Not long after, as with most men, my head became very sensitive and I was forced to restrain her from furthering her activities. I could not believe what had just happened. Standing there in the dark, trousers pooled around my ankles, I wondered again just who was at my feet and had rocked my world. I felt movement as she slid up my abdomen, rising until she was standing upright. She grabbed my head kindly between her hands, drawing my face to hers for a kiss. As our lips met, she slid her. ’ He graced a small smile before posing and pretending to beat his chest. I could see his penis poke out slightly as he leaned back to let out a Tarzanian howl, that soft pinkish brown tip peeking out at me, mocking me, if not laughing at me. I crossed my legs even tighter. ‘Okay, Tarzan.’ I breathed, ‘You don’t want to wake the landlord.’ ‘I wouldn’t have to if my love would come with me to his costume party.’ He retorted back sarcastically. ‘Yeah, I’m sure baby. Have fun.’ I let out a.