..good boy...oooh that is so nice...do it to me...do it to me..." She paused to catch her breath, and then resumed with a terse command: "Fuck me!"I o...eyed instantly, slipping my burning erection into her wet, awaiting gash. She shuddered and moaned softly. I withdrew to the entrance and pushed in again. I repeated the action, embedding myself deep within her body. She lifted her legs to my shoulders and exhorted me to fuck harder."Come on my darling Peter, fuck your Aunty...fuck me hard...fuck. I will always reply "ok" but go my way only and she will tolerate my acts and protect me when needed. So I was always very free before her in sex matters.So when she noticed my looks on Parimala she sighed and said to the girl "you go to your house now – you can do your homework more freely there –let him watch TV and take some rest". Parimala said "ok aunty" and she got up but I quickly said "no problem - you remain here – what you will do alone in your house – here I will help you in your. We are pleasuring ourselves together. The fact that we are doing this while on the phone only adds to the erotic nature of what we are doing. ‘Who is this woman who I am becoming…. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhh’ as my tension releases around my pistoning, wet fingers. My hips undulate as my orgasm peaks, and my fingers continue to mercilessly fuck my starving pussy. What I miss is the spurt that I would feel if my fingers was a lover’s cock. That thought sends a new pulse through my. ' I thought that I might recognize his voice when he answered. He didn't answer, he just nuzzled my neck and moaned as his penis moved back and forth in my bung. Finally I said 'just who the hell are you.' His reply was straight forward 'I'm Herman and I've been fucking your ass all night. Now that you are woke throw this pussy back and make me feel good.' He slipped his arms under my chest and found my nipples and started to pinch and twist them between his thumb and fore fingers. He also.