The milk flowed freely and dripped down on Ruth. Barbara began to pant and groan louder and at a faster pace. I could hear Ruth doing the same. Rut... cut loose with an ear splitting scream as came for me. Ruth, it appears, was a gusher if properly motivated. The kind of motivation that my loving Aunt was so very capable of. Ruth's orgasm coated my shaft with a thick sheen. Her pussy was now soaked with her juices. I came deep inside her. Now I was totally fucking exhausted. Barbara. I asked how long it had been since he had any sex and it had been about 3 years. (She was much older than him, 20 years older to be exact). I tried to get him off one more time just to make sure he was empty in case you, the old bag tried something. He left to go home that evening smelling like me, he didn't shower and we both smelled like sex. We were so happy, finally after all of this time talking on the phone and social media, we were finally together!When we were talking online you said. Once the shower was turned off, the vents that cycled oxygen into the building got rid of any excess moisture pretty quickly, returning the atmosphere to its usual state.There was a problem, however. She was so large, and she had so much fur that a single towel wasn’t going to get the job done, it was quickly rendered too damp to be of any use. Jules considered just throwing their limited supply of towels at her until it was done, but then a better idea occurred to him. Zuki watched curiously. I was too old for an afternoon nap by this time, but mom still enjoyed a nap some afternoons and so our sexual activity continued unchanged until I was about xxxxxxxx, though not as regularly as before. After mom fell asleep in the afternoon, I would usually go off and play or read. Often, I would continue to masturbate on my own until I got bored or fell asleep myself. Sometimes I would get up and quietly open mom's closet or her dresser and take out a pair of nylon panties, a slip, or a.