Since she was alone at home I agreed and went for lunch.She prepared a good lunch and I loved it. We had lunch and then I asked her about her problems... She said it is her husband’s who is having less sperm count. She said that she can’t do that and started to cry. I hugged her and was consoling her. Then suddenly she asked me can you make me pregnant?I was shocked and taken aback. I said what are you talking aunty? She cried a lot and begged me for a baby. She told she would become slut of me. You know I love when you use white boys, it gets me so hot.” With that, she started fingering her pussy and playing with her hard, chocolate brown nipples. Carl walked over to the chair where Steven was sitting, stroking his dick. It was only inches from his face and his mouth was watering. He’d never been so close to a real cock before and he could feel his own cock swell even more. He could see all the details: the engorged head with its piss slit glistening with a drop of pre cum, the thick. Really, quite handsome. Sexy, even."So, did you have a good day?" Joan asked him."It was all right." Mrs. Severson look in on you?" Yeah. She made me lunch, and we talked a while. She's nice," he added."I thought she kind of annoyed you, sometimes," Joan said curiously."Well, sometimes. But not today." He looked back down at his papers, and Joan got up."I've got to take a shower," she said. "I'm going out tonight." Who with?" Sam asked without looking up."Just some friends. It's not a date, or. "You're not just showing off, are you?" he asked, already knowing the answer."Nope. Not at all. Open invitation gentlemen. One at a time or all at once. You let me know." They started breathing again, fingering the photographs, turning them, poring over them. "So, we playing cards here or what?"That was the beginning of the weekly rotation. We made an evening of it. I would dress up and cook dinner for Rahul and whoever's turn it was to fuck me that night. I'd serve them silently, then clean.
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