I started running my fingers over it and then kissed it gently.I stared sucking it. My aunty kept her hand over my head, and was murmuring excitedly �...� “Chooso mere laal,ghusa do puri jeebh meri choot mein…oh…oh… aaj aunty ko khush kar do…aahaa….oh…oui maa.. oh”.I kept on doing it for uncountable minutes. There was liquid coming out from it, my aunty was at the apex of excitement saying – “Bade dinon baad aaj tune mazaa karwaa diya.”Then she said-“Lao ab tumhare kapre utaroon.” I just kept. Peterson asked if Jenny had felt any movement yet. "I think so but I am not sure," Jenny replied."When they kick you will know, they should be kicking anytime now."That night a courier from the agency delivered two large sealed packets. They were preliminary reports on the two colleges that the agency wanted us to set up student security for.Inside the first packet there was an envelope marked 'personal and confidential' addressed to me. I recognized the hand writing as Mable's, Eric's. Every time a new jolt of cum spewed out of my dick, she pushed her fingers deeper, in an out suck, suck, suck? I'd never felt anything like it. I'm sure I was gibbering with pleasure. I'd lost it completely. I'd never reached such a sexual height before.I felt her lips pull off my dick and pull away from me, her fingers still twitched in my arse as she pulled away, I opened my eyes, she looked like the cat who'd had her cream, a look of pleasure playing across her features."Did you enjoy that. I love you too Kenny.) I said. …I felt his little butt cheeks as he rubbed his hardon against my clit now. I decided to do one more thing before we had to stop. My husband was on the way home. I took a big breath and said: (&hellip,you can feel my pussy if you want Kenny..) That made me dizzy to say that. I pulled my shorts down some and took his hand and put it on my wet pussy. He sucked a big breath as I guided his finger over my wet clit. He said: (&hellip,your wet Mrs. C., do girls get wet.