As I put my mouth against her lips, my mouth filled with wet hair, a viscous moisture, and her clit. When my tongue reached for her vagina, her legs ...rapped around the back of my head, locking me into place. .I inserted two, then three, then four fingers into her used vagina (she had two c***dren). Aunt Rachel began to hump harder, groans and grunted, and slimed my hand. My other hand never stopped groping her breasts.Aunt Rachel was making all sorts of noise but nothing like the roar she. I crossed my legs tightly, but he continued rubbing my clitoris with his finger. My heart started pounding; I tilted my head backwards in pleasure and orgasmed. He grinned at me and pulled out my panty.He brought me down on the floor and opened his pant and shirt. For the first I saw a penis, it was saluting me. It was huge may be 8.5 or 9 inches long and 3 inches thick.He placed my leg on his shoulder and started rubbing his penis at my vagina, while he held my hands on the floor and kissing. Otherwise, you might run into trouble.” With that, Mr. Moreau turned and strode off, looking more like a gladiator going into combat than a businessman heading towards the tennis courts. Luke didn’t want to be in the guys house, even if he wasn’t there. But ultimately, the promise of escape from his own house, coupled with the possibility of going through Ms. Moreau’s things won out. “Yeah, I can do it I guess.” Luke muttered, trying hard not to betray the excitement in his brain or his. I didn’t know what to think, so I started back on theroad and about 15 minutes later, after I started tocontemplate all the work I had to do and the work I hadin store for me at home and I felt the stress creepingback. So I purposely lit up another cigarette and trulyenjoyed it while I was driving down the highway. Andwith each puff that I took, I actually could feel thestress come out of me as I inhaled the smoke.Even though I’ve only been smoking at home during sex, Iwant to be.