I am telling you friends that was my first blow job and it was way way way much better that any hand job which we used to do for self-satisfaction. Sh... was sucking me like a pro rolling her tongue all over my cock and caressing my balls at the same time.After 3-4 minutes of vigorous sucking I was about to cum , and I told aunty “ mera hone wala hai aunty, me kar k aa jau kya bathroom se”She “ mere muh me karne me kya prob hai”Me” mujhe nai h shayad apko hoga isliye bola”She” kuch nai hoga kar. Slowly it came back to her. She’d finished her bottle of wine and half stumbled to bed. Normally she didn’t drink much, but tonight it had gone down so easily. Even now, the room was spinning a bit. She couldn’t remember getting ready for bed. Oh, right, she had just laid down for a minute before going to wash her face and brush her teeth. She must’ve really crashed out.She was lying on her stomach, on top of her comforter, and probably hadn’t moved since she landed there. It was then that she. . your on my bed” “shit” I thought and got up he smiled and chuckled a little. He threw himself into the bed and let out a loud grunt (kinda like the ones he was making in the shower) I laughed and went to lay on my cot and it snapped “ WTF...are you serious?” Weston looked over and lost it I mean just totally lost it bent over laughing. I of course got pissed not at him but at the cot and picked it up and threw it across the room Weston stopped laughing and just looked at me with wide eyes I. “HELLO.... I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE!” came a shout from the other side of the firmly locked door to her home. She remained silently defiant, her chest moved slowly as she tried to breathe and not make a sound.She could hear feet shuffle as the person behind the door became increasingly impatient at her defiance towards him. Then once again “LOOK LOVE, BE REASONABLE, IT HAS BEEN 2 MONTHS NOW!” she had not paid her rent as money had been tight since her father died and left her in so much debt,.