I turnedaround swiftly and saw the large powerful shape of my master coming towardme. The room was poorly lit, and a bit hazy with smoke.The man took ...me in an embrace, his mouth nestled within the curls upon thetop of my head as he was much taller than me. He sniffed at my hair. Mybottom struck the billiard table as we backed up several paces. Then myface was buried in his powerful chest which reeked of cologne, tobacco,sweat, and general masculinity. It was not an unpleasant smell,. Rennie was now at her breasts hungrily working from one to the other. While Jacques moved up to kneel on the sofa and presented his cock to her lips. She willingly opened her mouth, curled her tongue around his fast softening prick and sucked him clean of her juices.She and Pierre were soon thrashing around in a mutual climax. As Pierre stepped back then slumped onto the couch, Rennie willingly took his place, but only for a minute, he had a better position in mind. Pulling out, he pulled. She had received this type of call when her husband died, but as far as she knew, the children were still upstairs in bed."Mrs. Harper, I know this sounds a little strange, but I cannot discuss this with you on the telephone. Would you be able to meet with me in my office one day this week? I must tell you that this is a very important matter." Well, yes, I guess so. Where is your office?" If it is not too much trouble for you, it would be best to meet in the Federal Building in downtown. Aunt Rebecca was rubbing and massaging her enormous breasts. I didn't know what to do and I became flustered. She was squeezing her breasts together and playing with her nipples.She called me over and begged me to suck on her nipples. My aunt wanted me to taste her breast milk. I didn't know what to think, but I agreed as I really wanted to taste those huge jugs. When I was a younger man, I fantasized about feeling her tits.We moved to the couch and Aunt Rebecca was sprawled out on the couch. I.