There she was, topless and visibly equally horny as he was. He went on to work on her belt, but she stopped him in his tracks.“You first, and all of...it. Take it all off.”Jonas smiled and obliged, getting out of his shirt and quickly undoing his belt before dragging down his pants and boxers in one go and then stepping out of them.He now stood in front of his best friend’s mum all naked and waiting anxiously while she glanced down on his whole body, apparently satisfied with what she saw since. This time I was more relaxed with the size, the feel and the taste, that it slid down my throat much easier than before. This time I was able to rest my stretched lips around the base of his hard cock and run my tongue along the underside of his balls. Jason was pleased as he slid his cock back out of my throat, and then slid it back down again. Each time he repeated this process, I grew more confident in knowing exactly how to please him with my mouth. ‘You like this, don’t you my cock. It was a condom. We then got into the bedroom. There was a wooden chair in the room with handles on the side. Aunty sat on the chair and put her legs each on one handle of the chair and asked me to come infront. The handles of the chair were little high and the chair was wide. This helped aunty to spread her legs wide and gave a very clear view of her clean shaven pussy. It was pink and wet. Aunty removed the wrapper of the chocolate bar and took a generous portion of it. She put it in her. I greedily drank my three fingers, with ice, and half of hers, as she leaned forward and I lit the bong for her. Her method was traditional, yet experienced. She waved me off the flame far deeper into the hit than I could've, cleared all three feet of it, leaned back and held it. I drank the rest of her scotch and headed out of the room to refill them. I could hear her coughing all the way in the kitchen, where I filled up larger glasses, less ice for hers and none for mine, with the rest of.