She was my Mum’s older sister and had two grown up k**s who’d left home and was divorced so she was quite glad to have the company. She worked as ...n office manager at the local ICI works and, back in the late seventies she would have been in her mid-fifties and still quite glamorous, or so I thought. She had a full figure, wide hips, large bust and had died blond hair which she wore up although by the seventies the style was a little dated but still kind of sexy.I was f******n and had been. The chemistry between us is plain to see. We leave the restaurant and walk through the streets. He pulls me close for a kiss and his hands creep under my coat. I feel his hand slide under my top and I tremble. I feel my legs weaken and hold onto him kissing him deeply. His hands explore my body and I feel them undo my jeans. I move to accommodate his wandering hand and he slides it down inside my panties and touches my clit. I moan as he kisses me holding me close. He sucks on my bottom lip and. I watched as one man would walk away from the bed and another was let in the door to replace him. Joy would go in and out of the room, giving directions to the men.My legs were killing me as I was kneeling there watching the TV and slowly moving up and down on those two lovely rubber cocks fucking me as they where held in place by the floor. I finely just sat on them both and I felt them go deep inside me filling me. I sat there and watched as man after man took turns in my ass, in my mouth and. I kept taking in more and more of his dick until it hit my throat allowing the head to gently slide in while suppressing my gag reflex.Robert then placed his hands on the back of my head and took the lead. He smoothly fucked my mouth, ordering me every now and then to coat his dick with a sugary layer from the popsicle.“Yeah, that’s what you want, you little bitch, sucking on popsicles all day long, right?” He said teasingly, and I loved the demeaning tone in his voice.I hummed a “yes,” with.