How long the effects last depend on the amount injected, and given the size of that shot, you may not make it back to the clubhouse by sundown tomorro....’ Holy shit, were the only two words that came to mind. I was about to be torn to pieces by this group of women for perhaps a full 24 hours and there wasn’t a fucking thing I could do about it. (Not that I was complaining, mind you.) Another black girl came out with a ruler to measure my dick, I guess they kept some sort of records of the guys. I went with Rachel to the small lounge area where she produced a sandwich for each of us and the promised Coke. We chit-chatted as we ate. She also let me know that the regular helpers would not be back. She gave them the rest of the evening to do some shopping of their own. When we finished, Rachel came over to my lap. As she sat, she pushed my hand beneath her. She wiggled a little as she sat down. I gulped some air as I realized a bare, wet pussy was wiggling on my fingers. Rachel wiggled a. I continued fucking her for about 20 mins, aunty first filled her hole with her juice and later I filled her hole with my sperm. We rested on the bed for 15 mins, with my tool still in her hole. She kissed my forehead, thanked me that she today only reached her orgasm after her marriage (after10years). I pulled my aunty to me and said “I can’t believe what has happened just now” another remarkable experience with aunty: one day she invited me to her father’s village. From my college it is only. ’ And I did. She had always wanted to be comforted by physical contact. ‘Michael.. Promise me something..’ She said. I could hear a bit of sadness in her voice. ‘What is it?’ ‘Promise me you’ll always be in my life.. I’ve known you since the first grade.. You’ve always defended me, even back then. If I were to lose you, then I wouldn’t have anything to live for… Please..’ I could hear how sad she was. It’s true, I have known her for basically all my life, and I have defended her. I don’t know.