Every so often she’d stop sucking to relax her mouth, take a breath, and then started again. My hand resting on her head, my fingers threaded thro...gh her hair. She stopped again, only to lick my cockhead, saying “I love having a cock in my mouth...I should’ve sucked cock years ago!”I laughed and replied “You look like you have been doing that for years...you filthy slut! You fucking cock-sucker!”She laughed, saying “Yeah...I am now a cock-sucking tranny tart...he-he-he...and I fucking. Mom had suggested it would also make checking into the hotel easier, as if I presented a credit card, nobody would doubt I was actually married to Jocelyn. The desk clerk pulled a card from a file.“Good afternoon, Sir! Welcome to the Netherland Plaza hotel! We have you staying with us for two nights. Would you please sign this registration form?”I signed the form and pushed it back across the counter. The desk clerk put it into a file, then tapped a few keys on the keyboard of his computer. A. When I arrived the next day for class I informed the instructor I had drained my balls dry last night and the last thing to expect today was a hardon. Her face turned red at my not so diplomatic language, then she walked away without saying a word. I snickered.At the beginning of my break, at the midpoint of the class, I was approached by two female students. They wanted to know if I was going to sport another erection today. I explained that I would be fired if it happened again and openly. She later came with tea.There was an awkward silence in the room. After some time she broke the silence and asked me to not to tell this incident to her son. I told her that I wont.She continued by saying this thing are normal at this age. I became bit comfortable listening these words. She then asked if I had sex with any girl. I almost dropped my tea listening this. I never expected aunty to say this. I shyly said no. She asked me to not to be shy. She continued with few questions about our.