I want you to cum for me. I want you to cum hard on my cock.” I felt her orgasm coming as her muscle clenched up around me. “That is it sweetie, c...m on my cock. Uh, I love feeling you cum. Yeah, cum for me.” With that she let loose and had another orgasm. I continued to thrust into her and took her through that orgasm to the beginning of another orgasm. As her third orgasm of the night approached, She pulled me to her with a husky voice asked me to cum with her. “Where do you want me to cum?”. “You like kilts that much did you?” he said with a smile.“Yeah, who doesn't like kilts?”“Well, mostly everyone I know”We both laugh hard.“You know back in the Philippines, people from the mountainous regions of Cordilleras the indigenous people wear something similar like your kilt, it is called a Bahag. ”“What is bahag?” I asked“Can I borrow your longest thinnest towel?” he asks with a grin.“Ok” I hurry back with the towel he asked.“Bahag is a loincloth, similar to fundoshi by the Japanese but. Hard enough so that she could take him inside her, feel him inside her.“But you should be chasing girls of your own age Kabir. You are handsome and got a good boy. And believe you whatever you have down there, is quite good” She doesn’t know how these words came out of her mouth. “The problem is aunty, I don’t know. But I don’t like much with them.”She smiled with a touch of seduction. “Well, I know what it will like them. I can assure you for this.” She giggles and decided instantly to take. I continued to stroke my hard prick.The person had gotten the idea and gone away. I went back to masturbating to the video. When the TV monitor got bright for a moment I noticed there was a hole in the wall and someone was rubbing their fingers around the opening.I actually knew what gloryholes were. I had Cheri magazine with an article about Plato's Retreat, the swingers club. In the pictorial there was a photo of 4 women lined up at gloryholes servicing hard cocks. It had been a huge turn on.