With every thrust, then he pulled my hair and pushed in deep and everything just froze for a moment. Then he exploded deep inside me, I love this so m...ch that when that gush of spunk hits my walls it triggers my own orgasim. My pussy clamps down tight around the cock, almost as if to milk more cum from it. It was a large thick load. As soon as we both calmed down he pulled out of me, I turned and knelt down and cleaned our juice from his cock with my mouth. I stood up and he pulled up his pants. I buy him clothes and he dresses for me. He makes a very cute girly boy.” She tipped back and looked into my eyes.“He dresses as a girl?” She quizzed.“Yes. Stockings, a dress. I fuck his little bum like that. We both love it. He is a real cock slut.” She embraced me again.“My god!” She whispered.“I tie him up and spank him. I fuck his mouth. I make him cum multiple times. I keep him erect and at the edge of pleasure and pain for hoursby sucking and wanking and slapping that beautiful stiffy of. The day I saw my aunt masturbate put me in a state of shock..Then I waited for a day when she’d do that again so that I could catch her red handed. Whenever she came 2 Mumbai 2 stay with us, she slept in the cot in room and I’d sleep on the ground. Generally I lay down next 2 her, pretending like I’m talking and I hardly place my hands on her tight boobs. She never bothered as she thought I was still a kid..Jaya aunty had a habit of wearing tight leggings. Her shape legs within those leggings. “it was a good party tonight,” i said. “everyone seemed to be having a good time.” She did not reply and kept herself occupied. “i know you were having a good time,” i said. Manisha looked at me as if she was trying to read my face. I felt like i was going to explode but i managed to stay under control. I tried to speak calmly but i wondered if manisha could hear the growing anger in my voice. “wasn’t it lucky that i was able to catch an earlier flight?” i said. Manisha looked puzzled. “yes, i.