Then both of the men undressed her bra and took each of the nipples in their mouths. My aunt was moaning and her hands were running over their hair. O... god! They were getting ready for a fuck.She slowly lay down and the men lay on her sucking her beautiful breasts. After sometime, they got up and started opening their trousers. Aunt looked aroused too and helped grandpa open his brief. In no time, she was in front of two enormous dicks all ready to be sucked.“Ah, finally,” she whispered as if. I finished my beer and went into the house. The bedroom door was closed, so I went into the kitchen and got a second beer. Tonight, I wasn’t going to get drunk, but another beer would be fine. Then I would curl up on the couch and get some sleep. It wasn’t the first time I had slept on a couch, and it probably wouldn’t be the last. It was the first time on this go-around.In my first life, Alison had been very colicky, and a couple of times I had gone out to the car and slept in the car, just so. Patrick had swum a few metres into the natural pool, so I swam out to join him. He caught me to him, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, relying on his buoyancy as we kissed. I could spend hours just kissing him!His cock had shrunk from the shock of the cold water, but I found it and soon had warmed it back to its earlier hardness. With a little wiggle I managed to lift myself and sink down on it, but somehow in the process, I succeeded in dunking us both underwater. We separated quickly to. Maybe I’ll catch you there.’ ‘Right. Later.’ Cotes drove off while Burnett made the entry for this call on his DAR, or Daily Activity Report, then he too got back on the road, heading for Overland, and lunch – hopefully – at three thirty. ‘2112,’ dispatch called, and Burnett groaned. ’12, go ahead.’ ‘Signal Five report, 5-1-0-0-1 Atchison Way, apartment 41 F Frank.’ ’12, Code Five.’ ‘What the Hell,’ Burnett thought, ‘an apartment hit in the middle of the night?’ ‘2112, en route at 0-3-20.