His penis was caressing my vaginal passage flesh with very brisk movement. And my secretion was flooding through to thaw his red hot dick. His hot pen...s sizzled through my wet vagina in and out In and out and in and in. I was fucked with full thrust and throttle and speed. Me: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhnhhhhnnnnnnnnnnn Ahhhhhhn Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ufffffffffffffffffffffffff ahhhhhhhhhhnnn!I was huffing and puffing with sheer pleasure and passionately moaning softly as I took a very long. Now, though, he’s scrupulous about avoiding any contact at all, moving all the way to one side if we happen to pass each other in a tight space.There’s something else, too, that wasn’t there before, or if it was I didn’t notice. It’s in the way he looks at me, even a little in his voice when he talks to me. Also a little, well, in his pants; Dad’s slacks fit him pretty loose, but I think I see some tenting I haven’t noticed before.He’s acting ... well, smitten, for want of a better word. He’s. Twice he filled his hand before dropping off, thinking this was more like it, hand sex, maybe but an inexhaustible supply of videos too, all for sitting with his aunt! Things went on like this for the next few weeks, the only difference being he would fetch the chips with him at 5when he arrived, collected from a very convenient chippy just around the corner from the warehouse, they having found hunger a problem with a late tea. Beryl had said or done nothing to encourage the lad sexually, well. And there I stand on the couch naked centered up with the whole thing. Luckily where our house was you couldn’t drive through but sadly that meant anyone who did knew us. My tone quickly changed but my husband was having no part of it, this was punishment in his eyes. A couple of cars drove by and thankfully didn’t take notice, the third one did and stayed parked there looking until another came behind him and honked. I was split between horny and devastated, wanting my husband to cum and then.