So once i was speaking to this aunt regarding my course and was taking her expert advise,she had kept something on stove and forgot,she remember and s...e went to off the stove while coming she slipped and fell,i was laughing but then i went and helped her and she told u got really bad manners because i slipped instead of helping u were laughing,i apologized and told sorry,i am like that only then even she started giggling but her shoulder was aching so i told aunt shall i bring some cream,she. I grabbed three of them and put one on. Normally, I would have returned the favor of oral sex, but Rita was ready. I grabbed her chin and made her look me in the eyes as I slotted my cock and found her entrance. She sucked in her breath as I pushed forward until our pubic bones mashed together. From there it was game on.It wasn’t a marathon session, but we both came hard a couple of times. Like my massage had relaxed her, Rita drained my tension right out of me. It was exactly what was needed. Why wasn't the door locked?! "Ahh... Sergeant Bravo!" I called, my cheeks turning a bright red while I tried to pull up my pants with my non-wet hand. "I'm so sorry, Sergeant I didn't think I was taking that long." With my eyes I begged for him to close the door. He did, but he certainly wasn't outside of the bathroom. Sergeant Bravo took two steps towards me, his boots squeaking against the floor and his presence making my heart pound harder. He sank down beside me and let his green eyes. By the time I got home from the matinee, my father had somehow already learned that I'd been fighting with my cousin."Yutch, what the hell were you thinking? You don't think your Uncle Donald and I already have enough problems without you two dimwits locking horns? What the hell was so important to the two of you that you had to go at it right in a public movie house?" My father didn't object to my fighting, and certainly not to my winning. He was objecting that I'd made his already strained.