Dylan had an incredible sense of humour and natural storytelling ability. Needless to say, my friends were delighted by the sight of him. Dylan had al...o had quite a few drinks by then and was on top form. When he mentioned that he was looking forward to dancing at the club that night, one of my buddies asked him if he was a good dancer.After asking me to put some music on, Dylan then said that he would give us a show, fully aware of the fact that he was in gay company. I was stunned at how. Her fingers sprang to the buttons, noticeably trembling in an ineffectual fumble to button it back up. "Take the damn thing off and get on your knees, here," he ordered, pointing between his knees.Her mouth widened in shock, stunned that he would speak that way, that he expected her to comply. He noted with satisfaction that her blouse was already sliding off her shoulders before she had even composed her expression. As it fell to the floor, she sashayed forwards, wiggling deliberately to show. “I’d like that a lot. You might have to hold me up, though. You have worn me out!”“I was going to say the same thing to you!” Jack helped remove his shirt from the buxom brunette and followed her into the bathroom. He would go one more round with his distant aunt, and then head back to his room for a much-needed rest.Jack woke a second time shortly after noon. Following his shower with Aunt Elaine, he had picked up his clothing and headed down the hallway to his bedroom. He had collapsed on top. Her vaginal walls tighten around my cock and she came hard. I didn’t giver the time to recover, I just flipped her upwards open her legs wide and I mercilessly pile drived her pussy untill I came on her face.I took the pic of her face to show how slutty she looked and I grabbed my wallet and threw some low amount of money and I said:Me: here you go bitch.A: wow this fantasy feels so good.Me: so you have fulfilled your fantasy, how about mine?A: whats your fantasy?Me: pile driving your.