I needed a rest. That was a marathon cunt lapping. We both lay motionless for several minutes. My cock still rock hard and I don’t know for how long... but it was dripping and oozing precum down its length.A soft whisper broke the silence, “Bobby, don’t ever tell anybody about this; especially Joe or my girls; but I must tell you that was the best pussy licking I have ever had in my entire thirty four years. I wish I could keep you.”“I was hoping you would like it.”“God, it was Heaven, Bobby!”It. I have no plans except getting drunk. It’s Sunday tomorrow na. You knowSaturday nights. (Meanwhile I knew that quite some time has passed and I now I need to go out.)Aunty: I know I know. That’s why I asked your plan. Well its good I would have some company.Me: Well aunty thanks for saving my life ( with giggles & flushing the seat)Aunty: It’s ok darshan. Can you make me a drink ? Meanwhile I would free this bathroom for you. ( I could hear water draining out of the tub)Me: Sure. What will you. For a while, you grasp my legs together as you come inside me, making my pussy tighter and stimulating it past bearing. And after feeling the tight tenseness where before was open welcoming, you let my legs cross over each of your shoulders. You lean down so that my thighs are against my stomach, pinning me beneath you such that I cannot move and can barely breathe, the lacy choker just adding to the sensation. Slowly, you again begin to plunge yourself into me. In this position, it feels as. ‘We think he may somehow hypnotize the women or give them some kind of drug that controls their minds. Yeah, it’s gotta be some kind of mind control that he uses on these broads. That’s gotta be it. Why else would someone who looks like this be with someone who looks like him?’ He looked at the photo of HH. ‘He always wears that smokin’ jacket, too. Only, now because he’s so friggin’ old, it looks more like a bathrobe.’ ‘He looks older than my grandfather,’ said Anthony. ‘And my granddad is.