Pleaseee…. sloww’…. I gave a jerk and more than half of my dick went in her pulsating pussy….she was moaning loudly with out any fear… I bro...ght back my dick till edge of the cunt hole and gave a deep jerk and my thick hard rod got wedged totally in her lovely wet pussy and I stayed still for some time….she moaned ‘ooohhhh…. mmmaaa…. you are tooo tight….it was first time after birth of my son, that I got such a tightness feeling….come on sateesh….fuck your aunty….fuck meeeee’….. she cried in. He was in his sixties, and about six foot , balding ,and overweight. He said my parents had asked him to keep an eye on me whilst they were away , and he needed to come in to talk about something important . I did try to put him off as I did not want to be stuck with the guy. He was quite insistent, and said he had brought some beers so we could chat man to man .I sort relented and let him in . He sat on the sofa and passed me a can of beer, and made a lot of small talk about being on my own. I took his penis and pointed in directly inside me and waiting for the pain.His fat cock touched my arse and pushed its way in. It stung like hell and but I bit my lip and scrunched up my face, trying not to be too vocal. I allowing 1 or 2 inches in before retreating and trying again, slowly breaking myself in. By inch 4 or 5 I was in agony as his penis explored my virgin bowls.It was then his patience wore thin. He spun me onto my back, still inside me, and took the reigns. I prepared. How are you doing this morning?”“I’m fine, Mister President. How can I help you this morning?”“Well, have you been following the weather news?”“To a certain extent, sir. It’s a big country. You’ve obviously got something in mind. What’s up?” he asked.Okay, he’s right. It is a big country, and this thing hadn’t even made it out of the Caribbean. “There’s a brand-new tropical storm and it’s aimed right at Florida. We don’t need another Hurricane Andrew,” I told him, reminding him of the hurricane.