She let out a whimper and a jet of hot liquid squirted from her puss hitting me on the hand and my balls, fantastic, I pointed my cock at her opening ...not caring by now but she says "non, cannot do", at this point I worked it out, Polish. happy to carry on we continued and I could feel my excitement begin to rise in my pink lace as another load came from her to help me along. I was wanking fast and furiously now while little splashes of her was going everywhere. I let out a moan of my own as I. It was actually Don, from the office, that pointed out the fact that I was looking a little rough. I was unshaven, and my clothes were a little wrinkled. He first made a comment on the condition of my truck. I was a tinkerer, and although my pickup was a few years old, I had always kept it extremely clean, and in good shape. It was true, it hadn't been washed in weeks, and the inside was full of trash, and was dusty. "Why don't you take a break boss?" Don commented after a meeting. "The new. I checked my phone, knowing I had a text from the only person who bothered to say goodmorning to me in the first place. Good morning, sweetie (: I texted her back, of course, and slid out of my warm and cozy state, throwing my blankets back. I noticed my morning woodie, which only pissed me off because the first thing I did in the morning was put on my clothes. I locked my door so my sister wouldnt walk in, and sat back down on my bed. Sliding my boxers down, I watched my little member pop up. Aunty followed me without any resistance and knowing fully well what lay in store. This was the first time, I was about to explore the act of sex and was a complete novice when it came to using the tool in the cunt. I made her lean against the wall and gently kissed her lips once. She was not a great kisser as her husband never kissed her( i came to know from her). I played with the boobs over the blouse as I was in a hurry and did not want to waste time.I took my hand down and started lifting.