Aunty Sheen crossed all limits of decency when she talked. She would swear and use words that no one could even imagine coming from a seemingly respec...able, mature Muslim widow. Her slutty talk was driving me crazy and I fucked her in frenzy from behind. “Oohh! Oohh! Oohh! Oohh! Yesss… Yesss… Oh God!” Aunty Sheen’s moans became more intense each time I thrust my thick cock and her G-spot was stimulated.I felt her warm, wet vagina clamp around my thick girth as another intense orgasm hit her.. Ummm.. I just came buy to see if I could borrow the CD of that group we were talking about earlier" I got the cd for him and he rushed out the door. I flopped back on the couch when he left wondering if I would ever see him or that cd again and put serious doubts on both. I turned off the TV and the lights and decided I should just go to bed. I woke up the next morning to someone banging on my door. Half awake I opened the door. It was Tommy. His name was Bobby and god was he hot. He had a swimmer's build (which wasn't surprising considering he was on the swim team in High School) that he frequently showed off when he tanned himself in his backyard wearing nothing but speedos. Today was no different. We occasionally looked out to see a perfect vantage point of Bobby from our window as we fucked."Oh god baby, he's wearing those blue ones that make his cock look so tasty", Eric commented on Bobby's blue speedos. He wasn't kidding.. She pressed her breasts against his arm and enjoyed the growing heat between her thighs. After a few minutes, she rubbed around the rim of his head and against his tip. She shivered with anticipation when she found a drop of precum and eagerly withdrew her hand to lick her thumb.He responded to this sight by growling and rolling towards her. His hands closed roughly around her tits and his thumbs teased her nipples. She laughed and pushed him away, so she could finish unbuttoning her shirt. He.