‘You did get to see me in my birthday suit, so I guess I should get to see you in yours, right?’ Something about that was incredibly arousing. �...�OK,’ I said, ‘say the word, and the pants are yours.’ ‘Hand em over,’ she ordered in a faux-harsh voice. I dutifully stripped off and turned around, covering my naughty bits with one hand (no easy task, in the state they were in), and handing her the pajama pants with the other. She took them with her free hand, and, without waiting for me to turn. It didn’t occur to me that she was going to do, and suddenly her tongue slid down to my loins. She teased me, barely touching the flesh distraught, drove the tip of his tongue up and down, bringing me to complete ecstasy. Margo was pleased with the result and moved on to the second part of it, had his own method of seduction. Her velvety lower lip enveloped my entire crotch, Margo began to lick me there like ice cream, pausing at the top where the touch were particularly exciting. It concerned. " Aunty please, let my panties remain. I am feeling totally exposed and feel shy." I said with closed eyes. Oh , pull down her panties .Let her be free, she is feeling hot....I heard her say. Soon I found some fingures had been hooked in my panties and panties were being pulled down. I was now fully lying exposed. "Oh Aunty, look, she is really beautiful. See how her pussy is all wet and dripping. I would do anything to be with her" I heard a voice saying. " I know she is still a virgin.. He started to become erect as she lowered her slinky body into the low seat, her dress riding up, the slit giving a clear view of her lean tanned thigh. She kicked off her sandals, stretching her bare feet, opened the glove-box, taking out a vial of coke, a small hand mirror and a tiny pocket knife. In seconds she’d drawn eight thin lines of white powder and reaching under the driver’s seat extracted her purse, and had a rolled twenty dollar bill held to snort the first two lines. She held it.