” Was she still oblivious? Finally, her eyes looked down. Finally she took a look at herself realizing now that maybe wearing or not wearing anythin... per se could be the cause of whatever was to come. “It’s nothing” he told her.She figured it out and was more then pleased. She was tuned in to his desires suddenly. Marianne knew those feelings. Yes, she did. She’d longed for them many a time. Her husband a working stiff that he was left hardly any time for her and him, but now that Pete was. Then without a word her mouth enveloped my cock, and she took it all the way in her mouth, down to the hilt. She continued to suck on my dock, moving her head up and down my cock. Coming to the end of my cock and taking it out of her mouth, and kissing the head, before swirling her tongue around the head again and then taking it all in her mouth again. I couldn’t believe how it felt, it was utterly amazing, I couldn’t even remember the last time I had a blow job, and now here was my aunt giving. I am, in fact, austere and monkish. Well a sensuous monk, if that is not too great a contradiction, which does have ample historical precedent. My body has long separated me from other people and I have come to need some isolation and silence. I possess different monkish qualities than that of merely disdaining excessive possessions, though I really own very little for a man of my wealth. Accumulation of things does not interest me, accumulation of experience does. That is what Lynn had started. Her Dad looked at me with excitement but with a puzzled look also. I told him she was cumming. He began to yell out loud "Oh my God, Oh my God, I can feel her pulling and grabbing my cock with her pussy. My cock has never been milked like this before". He bucked against her driving his cock as deep as it would go into her hungry pussy. He started to kiss and give her hikies all down her chest and around her tits. He had her by the hair and would grab at her lips hungrily sometimes biting her.