From what I could recall Graham lived just outside of town, so it made sense for him to stop at my place on his way home. Nonetheless my heart beat a ...ittle faster at the thought of having him in my apartment. My thoughts were on Graham, he is tall, maybe 65, and broad shouldered. He is built like a farmer. Large broad frame, but nice smooth muscles under a nice amount of padding around his tummy. I knew he had just turned 47, so he was 28 years older than me. As i though about our age. A really young huge-titted desperate piece of fuck-meat! It was great, so revolting, so fucking funny.At the moment it was just rubbing and rubbing frantically and digging into its diseased slit, but more often than not over the past two days its hands and fingers had been picking at the diseased scabs, bursting the boils and carefully spreading the stinking puss to encourage more of these disgusting, slime-oozing and flesh-eating sores to grow all over and up inside its putrid cunt. It loved. Panting her eyes open to see her areloe being drawn into tubes then distracted by the wife's raking fingers, then the crop causes Mitch to jerk back and a pop as the cylinders come off we lean into suck again there owners panting from the sensation. Then they get put on again and suck those nipples further inside the cylenders as she groans loudly, the overhead bar is lowered down and Mitch gets to sit in the harness as the wife makes her wiggle the pulse button zapping inside her pussy. The. .. I mean he's like a she-man. The next day I decided to test out what I had planned after thinking it over plenty. I was going to pretend to have a nightmare and ask to sleip with her for the night to see what she would say. I came into her bedroom that night pretending I had a nightmare and I said, "I can't sleip, I... I had a really bad dream... Do you think I can sleip here with you Aunt Rachel?..." She invited me to her bed saying, "Why of course you can my boy... Come let's get you tucked.