We said it was OK, & not to worry. Aunty sex Paul should have been at work, but as it happened he wasn’t. I was enjoying it so much I never heard Paul come in & up the stairs. “No, no more please” I cried, as he lifted his arm for a fourth stroke. (His stamina was outstanding)
I was totally exhausted, but I held on. Paul walked up between our beds to within 2 feet of me. I had no option, but to go. He either woke up, or realized he was in the wrong room, anyway he turned, switched the light out & went to his own room. When we got to the bed he pushed me over the edge of the bed, & started to really fuck me. I swallowed, & swallowed,
& swallowed. The pain was terrible but it did get easier.
