"Please come in", the man said. "Your name?", he continued. "Debbie", she answered now unable to keep her eyes off his gorgeoustorso. "Just minute p...ease", and with that the young man turned and walkedoff into the apartment, leaving Debbie standing in a large entranceway. There was a nicely finished plain wooden bench to the right, which was flankedby two end tables both with simple lamps on them. Above the bench was an impressionistpainting of Venice, oddly dark though, as if a storm were. Around 5pm my door bell ring, I thought my parent came from shopping, so went to open door and I saw my aunty standing front of door. I didn’t see anything she asked me weather your mom is home, I said they went to shopping and she was about to leave I said come inside.She came in, I closed the door behind ask her to sit and I asked her about her husband where is he, she said he went out and we were just chatting here and there and tell her I am sorry for tomorrow I said, please don’t tell that. I turned and loked at her. She was lookin at my hard on and the raised clothes. I suggested she can touch if she wants. She reache across and held it my dick for a few seconds before she let go and said that is bi and hard. I decided that it was enogh mystrey and reached and squeeze her breasts whciby now were hard and nipples were peircing through her shirt. I slowly let my balck hard cock out of the pants. The i stood up and whet in from of her face. She looked at me confused and i said to. She wore two different white bikinis in her photo sets. She was thick, and I'm not talking thick like pudding, more like a juicy piece of sizzling pan fried mutton. Her belly was curvy and wide, she wasn't even trying to squeeze anything in. Her tits hung low. She had frizzed afro-beautiful hair, and it spread out in into a thick tent down to her shoulders. She had large beautiful eyes and a wide nose. She wore a dark pair of designer sunglasses. Guccis or something. She had money or knew.