And we both enjoy a good laugh.The Saturday after the wedding Clay suggested we go out on the town to clear our heads of all the wedding hoopla we had...gone through. It had grown into a big affair and we were relieved it was over. We were in a nice jazz club that didn’t try to gouge you, having a quiet conversation.We’d been there for about three hours when clay said, “Ty, I don’t know the correct way to ask you this, so I’m just going to ask it. Are you gay?”I answered the question with a. .. she ties it on tight... i feel her unzipping my hobble skirt... i hear foot steps coming down the stairs... "Oh wow..." i hear a deep voice say... i hear the unbuckling of a belt... the unzipping of pants... i squirm a little more... i feel a smack on my bottom... i hear her say to the man. "Go ahead." the voice says back. "Really?"she says... "Yes... it's all yours." I hear footsteps behind me... i feel a hand caressing the plastic panties... then... i feel them torn off... i squirm. . Pooja aunty smiled and hold my cock and guided inside. First try I just entered one inch and It was very tight.. My cock was struck.. Aunty opened my cock and put her saliva.. Works like oil to my cock then I started to push my 7 inch cock.. Finally it was inside her.. Ohhh feels so great and I just pushed hard she moaned ohhhhhhhhh. Then slowly I stared to do to and fro.. Started to fuck her.. She was moaning ohhhh Raj come on.. Deep deep deep and I was in rhythm and sliding my cock in and. At first the leather felt cold, but it warmed up quickly with my body heat. There was a small beaver fur blanket hanging on a peg as I walked in (fur on both sides). I sat down and covered myself with the beaver fur to stay warm as I did my business. How decadent I thought! a****ls giving up their lives so that I can shit and piss in warm luxury. I couldn’t help myself after I finished my business. I grew hard as I pet that fur covering my cock. I had already marked it with some clear juice. I.