To meet neighbours, it was summers and day time is like quite, after coming home tlfrom college I like to do some experiments in my garage with my old...motor bike.. One day I found my neighbour aunty was in her room,may be she came from shower and she was in towel with wet hairs water dripping on her shoulders, she was like 5'7 in height and good body parts with weathish complexation that be attracted to anyone, I was little curious and nervous as well that I haven't seen anyone like this before. I felt holly suck harder so I looked down, her mouth was clamped down hard on my cock sending waves of pleasure up to my brain with each deep suck. I leaned back and enjoyed the sensation. She was the best I’ve ever felt when it came to blowjobs. Light gagging sounds came from her as she sucked happily. She stopped so I looked down, she was taking off her shirt, she pulled it off and threw it to the side. The black laced bra she wore stood out against her light skin. I reached behind her and. They put on their New Opportunity uniforms, short black kilts and tight, white, roll-neck sweaters. Somehow it only seemed right – the Breakfast Room of the Gynarch was where New Order had been founded, so as well as offering what they were sure would be an excellent meal it was also almost a pilgrimage for any member of New Opportunity. Besides, you never knew who you would meet.The two girls were greeted at the door to the breakfast room and shown to their table by a suitably respectful. It was scary, at first. His breaths got heavy as soon as I slipped the paper bag over my head. He kept calling me his Little Fuck Doll and I laid there imagining that I was the broken-headed Barbie I owned as a k**. He grabbed my tits, squeezed them hard. I never asked him to stop. My reactions just made him try harder. He propped my legs over his shoulders and he fucked me maniacally, his grunts echoing over my covered face, his sweat dripping, leaving spots on the paper bag. He fucked me so.