Exclude the afore mentioned from that.Now I’m sure you are wondering why I have bothered to give you that fascinating insight into the peculiarities...of my immature mind, indeed there are those who would suggest that it hasn’t changed a lot, but it crossed my mind because at that very moment Joan had her fingers pressing on whatever was under there with the idea that it would delay my orgasm.“Oh, yesss ... ooooh, don’t you fucking dare, aah ... I’m ... near ... ly ... THERE!” her orgasm arrived. As I spent more time with Carrie, usually twice a weekwith our schedules, I got to know more about her as aperson. She began to trust me enough to open up with herstory. She had started sex with a neighbor boy at ayoung age and his two brothers were soon fucking hertoo. She loved the pleasure and attention. Her motherhad neglected sex education and she got pregnant. Thenher mother arranged a cut rate abortion that left herunable to have children. She compensated for that loss with even more. I opened the door just as she was about to ting the bell, we both smiled and I invited her in.“Hi Frank, I am Nikki and am here to set up your VIP profile” she was very business-like in her manner but pleasant. I showed her into the lounge and introduced her to Lisa and she looked around the lounge and out into the garden,“Nice Patio in a secluded garden, nice” she said softly, I interrupted her flow, “Can I offer you a drink Nikki? Tea, coffee, beer wine?” I asked and Nikki thought for a nano. We got so comfortable that she started feeding the baby in front of me. She knew I used to look at her tits now and then.One day we were speaking of the changes to the body. She was telling how the hormonal changes happen and how much it affects her during her periods after giving birth.She even felt bad that her husband was not here to comfort her. I felt bad, and I needed to get closer to her. So I sat next to her and held her hand saying, “Don’t worry, aunty, you can ask for any help I’ll do.