”After she left, I didn’t have much else to do except locate the bottle of Yamazaki and a couple glasses. I put them on the coffee table and put ...a baseball game on the TV.I’m a big fan of baseball. Playoff baseball is one of my favorite things in the world. Imagine being a college basketball fan watching March Madness or a college football fan on New Year’s Day. There really is nothing like playoff baseball. I don’t even care who’s playing, so long as it isn’t the [bleep]ing Yankees. . She needed more, needed a real man.Deciding to take a shortcut home, she wheeled her car through the town's business district. The office buildings loomed above her; the streets were deserted. The scene only added to her depressed mood.She wished she were back at school. There, at least, she had an easy way to meet men. The business world, especially the world of photographers only provided an endless line of males who were interested in a quickie fuck to boost their male egos. She didn't mind. Unfamiliar urges clouded her thinking, compulsions stirring, directing her now. She got in her car, drove, unaware of the destination. She fought through her mental fog, struggling for control, but her own actions were a mystery. She drove, turning, parking at an unfamiliar house. Uncertain steps bore her to the front door, where she knocked, waited, fidgeting with her purse strap, confused. The door opened, the man behind appraising her, taking her in with his eyes. Cold blue, like hers,. "Oh joe, it feels amazing, a hard cock in my ass feels so good, why did i ever say no!" she groaned before she leant up to kiss me, and i kissed her back "Never let me say no again, i never want to miss out on such amazing experiences ever again!" she then added.I was soon pumping her asshole, and because it was so tight, and felt so good around my cock i knew i wouldn't last much longer, and from the way my aunt was groaning i didn't think she would either."oh fuck Joe, oh fuck! your cock is.