Zubaina aunty was still recording and now she lifted her burqa and slipped one hand into her panties rubbing her clit and with another hand she was st...ill recording.While groping Shantha Aunty’s boobs as I asked her,”do you love me aunty?” She said,”yes yes son I love you”I ripped her panties off and could see her very hairy pussy. I lifted her hands and saw her armpits were sweaty and hairy too. So I started to lick her armpits.“Oh aunty your sweat is very tasty”“Thank you son, I never knew you. "Sure," Doug answered."Bring it over. I'm sure that Chris will be thrilled. What can I say yourname is?" I'd rather you didn't, actually. Just a mutual lover of antiques andhistorical treasures."The man came by within the hour, truly as old as he sounded. It lookedlike he was being held together with spit and wrinkles. But he had thenecklace, as promised. It was in a slender turquoise box, and was made oflight stone of the same color. The stone formed little beads thatincreased in size towards. I made Steve wait a little, my tongue first licking his nipples and all around his chest and tummy before eventually taking his cock in my mouth.While I was wanking his shaft and running my tongue all around his knob, Gunner got on his knees and I felt his cock going inside me from the back. He eased it in slowly, but when he was fully in, he started pounding me, giving me an occasional slap on my buttocks.My little moans and my heavy breathing made the blow job more difficult, but I stuck to. We laughed about the guy in the club with his wandering hands and Claire trying to seek revenge with one of them by grabbing his balls. I thought he probably enjoyed that, and it encouraged him more.It didn't really feel like home time as finished the last beer, and Claire asked if we could have some more. So I left them at the beach and strolled down to the beach bar to buy a few more bottles. A nice girl was serving, so I stopped and had one there before heading back.I walked along the grassy.