" I've got some junior tampons with me I keep for the girls I get. They never have any of the stuff they need. Don't worry Joan, I'll show her everyth...ng." That was an understatement!!!My fate was sealed. Aunt Charlene was going to have her way with me and it would all be a secret.My mom then went to the base of the stairs and hollered up to me. "CONNIEJO!! HURRY UP AND GET DOWN HERE."They walked into the living room and I came downstairs, pretending I didn't hear them as I had my Walkman. Mum was at home. But Mum liked soldiers, she said. All the women in her family liked soldiers. She liked to talk. She also liked scotch and was generous with it. She looked like Elizabeth Taylor in Cleopatra, Arthur said, particularly when her blouse slipped to reveal an expanse of creamy, blue-veined, bosom.Her name was Lily. She had been on the stage, in 'variety', as an exotic dancer, billed as 'Lincolnshire Lil'. Before that she, and her mother, had been performers in 'tableaux' or. Suddenly, one glory hole wasn’t empty: a cock appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, and his wife eagerly accepted it with her luscious lips. She slowly licked the engorged head, stroking the base with her petite hand. The husband watched mesmerized, unbuttoning his jeans and taking out his already semi-hard dick. The sight of his wife giving blowjobs to complete strangers had an otherworldly appeal. He watched as she stroked a stranger’s dick which poked through the glory hole, her head furiously. Her words excite me to the point that I let go of my cock, I don’t want to cum yet. I walk to her, dick bouncing with each step, glistening on the end. “What are you doing?” She asks. “You need to cum love and I want you do it on me.” I tell her. “I can’t, not on you,” still rubbing her pussy furiously. “Please,” I beg. Her expression changes. She looks like she’s silently screaming. “I can’t stop, please get out to the way, I’m cumming.”Placing her feet back on the floor, she spreads her legs.