I pulled her boobs down as if milking the cow. This went on for couple of minutes, aunty slowly pulled herself away from me and told me to hold off me...from cumming. I pulled out my cock and was holding it in my hands, making slow strokes to myself. Aunty took a bar of dairy milk chocolate from the fridge and picked up something from her handbag. It was a condom. We then got into the bedroom. There was a wooden chair in the room with handles on the side. Aunty sat on the chair and put her legs. As he didn't have very far to come, I filled the ten of fifteen minutes I had to wait working my way through a bottle of red wine. Never being a big drinker, by the time Tony arrived I was beginning to feel a bit light headed so it was a relief to get out into the cold night air as we went out to the car. On the trip back home we made idle small talk, I said nothing of Peter's "misdemeanor". Arriving home I asked Tony in for a coffee, and was mildly surprised when he accepted the invitation.In. It takes all her will to keep her eyes on him but she is rewarded with a smile. She relaxes her head back down, focusing again on the warmth spreading from her wet aching pussy, radiating out to her ass and nipples. He moves behind her again and stops. Her senses are reaching out, desperately waiting for another touch, any touch. Waiting, anticipating, she is going out of her mind. Softly he runs his nails up the back of her leg and over her ass. Repeatedly, coming closer to her pussy each time. "Wow," he said at last, still getting used to the internal shape ofHannah's mouth. "It's... amazing!"A fuzzy shape moved in his peripheral vision and he turned to see hisold body standing up."Good, I'm glad," said Hannah, "I thought you'd hate it!"John stood up unsteadily. "Hate it? It's gorgeous! It's better than I'dever imagined!"Hannah blushed in John's body, but then started talking to Mr.Harcourt."Inner ear trim is slightly off forwards and the colour depth is a bitconservative." Okay," he.