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I fondled and pinched the long, thick teats of Aunt Janet’s nipples, something she loved me to do. Then we were working at it together and our bodies slap-slap-slapped together in a robust thwacking of flesh upon asian flesh. We groaned and gasped, with Aunt Janet craning around, swivelling at the waist japanese while reaching back to curl her fingers around my neck. She pulled me in close, the position awkward while we kissed in a slobbering, slurping swirl of tongues. We were both mad with need and arousal, desperate to scratch the interminable itch. I was inside my aunt, up to the hilt, an arm around her middle while I kept my cock in japan deep and thrust in an attempt to go even deeper. She mumbled and moaned and sobbed out she loved what I did to her, adored how it felt to take me into her body. “I can’t leave you alone,” my Aunt Janet informed me. She had just gasped it out when the knock at the door shocked me like someone had thrown a bucket of ice-cold water over us both. “Oh, fuck,” my aunt croaked when my mother called out her MILF name. The knock came again, three quick yet insistent taps at the door. “Janet, are you in there? Have you seen Michael?” “Not for a while,” Janet called back. She sounded so normal. Not like a woman disturbed in the incestuous act of taking her nephew’s bare cock into her body. And I was still up to my nuts inside my aunt, too stunned to do anything more than gape in horror at the door. My mother was only inches away. All she had to do was push down on the handle and open the door. We were caught. I was literally caught with my trousers down, my hard-on in my aunt’s body. There was no way to bluff a way out of the situation. What reasonable explanation could there be for me to be in my aunt’s bedroom? Janet with her mature boobs exposed, me with a red face and an erection glistening with gloop. Then, in a move which appalled me but which I was powerless to prevent, my aunt shoved her hips and buttocks at me, effectively rejecting my cock. She let her dress fall to its natural length halfway down her thighs, scooping her breasts into her bra before she then opened the door. I hid, caught in the gap between the door and the wall. Fear and panic rose and almost choked me. And I would have spluttered and coughed if I’d been breathing at the time. But I wasn’t taking in air at all. Shocked as I was in the abrupt change in circumstances, it was about all I could manage to stay on my feet, mind empty of everything except the numbing certainty my mother would walk in and see me there, jeans at my shins, cock slick with her sister’s desire. “I haven’t seen him,” Aunt Janet lied, as smooth as a politician on polling day. I heard my mother tut in annoyance. “I need him to move the bins,” she said. “They’re too heavy for me. Where the hell has he got to?” Continuing with the cool, unperturbed way in which she spoke to my mother, Aunt Janet shrugged and threw out a casual, “Might be out chasing a girl. You know what they’re like at his age.” “Mmm,” my mother returned, doubt in the sound. “I’ll clip his ear when I find him,” she added. Aunt Janet chuckled. “He’ll turn up,” she said. The bar was a bit untidy because mature there were beer barrels and empty bottle crates in one corner. The questions just kept coming. “I see that I have a lot to teach you before your tasty little MILF twat leads you into trouble. Not now but maybe one day she could... She knew just what to say and just when to say it. Her screams eventually subsidized into japan high-pitched whines as the pain level surpassed what she thought possible. I thought and remembered Mom was starting a night class. The next thing I hear is the hum of the vibrator through the bar loudspeakers as it is switched asian on. An arousing smell hit my nostrils, a primitive smell of raw meat; it was my fingers that were still smeared with Bob's rectal fluids. Turning into the car park at Ockham I parked the car in the lower car park away from the café. “Very pragmatic of yeh.” Angus said. There must have been eight inches of the black meat filling up my butthole, Jamal seemed very pleased with it. Harry had to admire her control. I was placed on my feet. Her groin and crotch were fully exposed. She didn't like it either. ************* Nena*********** “Don’t make me drag you out of that bed,” he challenged. Then she climbed onto my dick and said Mom please stop but it was barely a whisper because It felt so good and I’ve never had sex japanese before. "Welp, once I'm dressed, I'm gonna use MY car," she said, still talking as if her dead sister could actually hear her, but obviously couldn't. I don’t want you to ruin good clothes because I can’t keep my hands off you,” I say to her. “You could suck it till I shoot down your throat.” I said hopefully, although I didn’t think my dick would get hard again. "That's one of Emily's friends from LA. Jaclynn. Mouth open, her face fell on his cock. Mark sucked the mushroom at the end of my dick, and that was enough for me to know a mouth felt better than anything I had ever stuck my dick in. With my eyes closed, I didn't think I'd know one suck-hole from another.