John didn’t remember which one it was, but he had consented to it. Aunty sex “Maybe we can have some more fun this weekend?” I said while winking at her. John felt immense inside her, but surprisingly little pain. They seemed to be eyeing up his crotch too, and he glanced down and noticed that his new equipment was much more noticeable and gave a nice bulge in his jeans. Alicia moaned like a whore as she licked her lips, stuck out her tongue, and began lathering up John’s cock. Her fingers white-knuckled the edge, and her whole body was on fire from the pleasure that was coursing through her. Alicia removed her hand from her mouth, and gripped the table with both of her hands. They panted, looked into each other’s eyes and smiled and kissed softly. Her shirt went next, and he quickly helped
