But I insisted telling that any sari on her would look good and started praising. Soon she agreed to trail the sari.I quickly showed her a bedroom in ...my house which did not have a lock from inside. She went in to change. My cock had gone to 90 degrees.. And I started checking out that aunty from the key hole of the closed door. When I saw her drop her pallu(tip of the sari), my lust had reached its peak.I waited till she removed her blouse. When I saw her do that, I immediately lost control and. "There was no enquiry apart from an inquest. That returned a verdict of accidental death. My enquiries of the authorities were expected and I was treated with courtesy, probably because of my standing as a Q.C. However, they did not see any anything but the accidental death of a violent rapist, who cares? My mum called again to tell me that the funeral was arranged. "Your father would not take kindly to your being there, Clem." she paused. "You know your dad, son. Hard as a rock if need be.. Stick your fuckin' finger up my arse. Fuck me with your finger, man."Dave needed no further encouragement and thrust his finger in as far as it would go. Then he twisted it round and probed with it as Luke's tight ring clamped around his finger and the lad squirmed with pleasure. Not as good as a cock up there, Dave thought but it will have to do for now. He had other ideas about the arse he wanted to put his cock up. But there was something else he could do for the boy. He took his hand off. I swallowed and tasted and then swallowed again. There was a slight difference in the taste of my cum and his, but his was stronger and much thicker. I had just finished swallowing his thick load when I heard Kathy's voice behind me, “Very nicely done, baby. I knew you could do it.” Blushing fiercely, I looked at her and asked, “Did you doubt me? I mean, I've been giving you blow jobs for a while.” “But this is different. That was a real man's cock you just sucked, and you did it like a pro..