They wanted me to concentrate on my studies, so I had to stay in my aunt’s home for a while.My aunt Zaheera was a 46-year-old, decent-looking woman ...ho had a very sexy body, and especially her ass was amazing. She looked like the perfect MILF that I would love to be with. Her daughter Aisha was 23 years old and hotter than her mother. She had inherited her mother’s amazing body features. My aunt stayed alone with her daughter and a son, Jawad who is a year older than me. He was. She didn’t think for one moment that she had lesbian tendencies but she had always known and appreciated the much greater sensitivity and finesse women had towards sex.She was woken a moment later, or so it seemed - it was actually two hours later - with these thoughts still in her head when she felt something on one of her breasts. There was a hand on her left breast. Angela turned her head to one side. She could see Danny’s body and his lovely penis lying limp to one side and it was his hand. Are you ready to be fucked?”“Yes! Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard! Fuck me now! It’s been so long!” Debbie criedDiane asked, “Do you want that cock? Do you want to be fucked hard and deep by that hot, hard cock?”“Fuck me!” Debbie whispered. “Fuck my pussy with that hard cock! Ohhh, I love being a slut! I want to be fucked hard by a hot cock! Fuck me hard! Please fuck me!”Diane placed the tip of my cock against the outside edge of Debbie’s open and willing vagina, circling her exposed and ready. He was in black boots and leather trousers, his chest bare except for a sleeveless black leather waist coat sporting the Hells Angels insignia. There was a black whip in the pannier, on the back of the bike. No ordinary biker. Sometimes known as “Snake whip,” he was The Master. He got off his bike and walked into the factory with the proud arrogance of a prize bull, Suddenly there is a noise from within the factory, someone's shadow moving around in the dark, the biker calls to him, the guy.