Met mijn handen hield ik beide dikke bollen vast en maakte een heerlijke gladde neukgleuf. Brigitte werd nog steeds gebeft door Andrea en kreunde lekk...r geil. Af en toe raakte mijn pik haar lippen en dan nam ze hem even snel in haar mond. Ik neukte haar tieten nog even door, maar liet daarna los, knielde, pakte haar lekker vast om haar heupen en drukte haar tegen me aan. We kusten innig, de tongen diep in elkaars mond, en ik voelde mijn harde pik tegen haar zachte buik. Totdat Andrea's hand hem. ...both i think. Hahahaha!" she answered with laughter again before the blushing came in.We proceeded to her room. I then removed every piece of clothing on me and onto the bed with her. I noticed her slit was wetter than earlier. She wanted to continue the blowjob so i stacked 2 pillows against the headboard and leaned. Enjoying the show from the grandstand and relaxed to the feeling of an almost perfect sucking. She licked my whole package. Slurping my balls alternately in between blowjobs.. But the fact is she caught me staring which I came to know later. Every Friday she used to wipe her floor. I never missed these golden days. In my intermediate I started smiling at her through my window. She also gave a positive response. Later one day my mom asked to give some curry to my aunt. I went to her home.I went into the kitchen and I found her. I thought to place that curry on the table beside my aunt. I suddenly happened to touch my aunt’s curvaceous hip. She suddenly felt a shock. There seemed to be an air about Aunt Pearl. Something in her manner. It was the way she moved. The way she walked. It was even in her voice and the way she kissed my cheek. The kiss itself was chaste and appropriate, but it always seemed like my aunt would linger to close for too long, her generous frontage pressing against me. It wasn’t any single factor, but a combination of the various parts. On an intuitive level I understood my aunt would be a fantastic fuck. Mid-fifties she might be, but.