Papa kept shoving his peter into Aunt Leslie's cunny faster and faster.He pulled her hips hard toward himself and didn't pull away. Papa had the happy...puppy look, tongue hanging loose, and a grin. After a minute or two, he started pumping again. Aunt Leslie joined the action. Her mom, Joyce, started the high pitched squeal she had started making in the pod during a good fucking. Usually it came from a long tussle with Ray-ray or Papa; today Aunt Leslie made her do it.Papa pulled out of Aunt. ” I replied.“Then come over here and stroke my dick.” He chuckled.I wanted to belong so badly that I didn’t think. I just slithered out of my bed and into his. I remember reaching over and feeling his warm firm prick as I wrapped my hand around the base. Slowly I slid my hand up and as my thumb explored the tip of his mushroom head, I could feel the hot sticky pre-cum already oozing out.Neither of us said a word as I stroked his member. Before long I could hear his breath becoming shallower. I knew she always wanted to fuck me. certain things I did made her cum so much and I had watch most people I knew she was fucking and saw her actions. well I went into the house an saw the things I wanted to see she had out toys and hand cuffsssss. I knew to stash them for I had a really cleaver idea with the intel she had told me. when she came in she had know idea I was there and to watch her masturbate 8with that dildo and cummiing with such easy I sprung on her she jump as I took hold of. That shade of hazel along with what seemed to me to be golden flecks in her iris just kept me rapt. I mean, Janet was the whole package. She was about five foot, six or seven inches. Her boobs seemed to me to be about 36 Ds (I was to find out later that I was close, she was actually 38D). She had a figure that could stop traffic in front of the AMTRAK station, in down town LA. Janet, to me, seemed to be always to be dressed to be professional at least while on the job. I was seriously smitten.