each stroke generated moans from us both, small at first until she was letting out… There is however a family funeral coming up. She was around most days during the week as she’d stop for coffee at my mother’s on her way back from the salon of which she was the boss, I’d run downstairs and greet her as my mum opened the door I’d pop my head around the top of the stair rail and wait for them both to go in front of me so I could check out her gorgeous figure which would only be announced by the clothes she wore. She walked into the sitting room and pointed to the corner where the chair used to be that she first exposed herself to me was “I was sat there wasn’t I?” Donna chuckled
“Yeah, and ever since I – I was interrupted by my own auntie ramming her tounge down my throat to which I responded with grateful acceptance. My cock in her hand she got to her knees, sucked her cunt juice from my fingers, offered me that dirty smile as she drew me into her mouth, at first she suckeled and nurtured the tip of my cock, jerking back my foreskin nice and firm, moaning I looked down at what was happening and was filled withwhat
