Finally, the urge to try something new overtook me and I got into my truck, headed for our secret tryst.When I arrived, he was waiting at the door. S...ilver-haired and slim, this older man was about to take my bi-virginity! We exchanged the obligatory "Hello's" and he poured me a cup of coffee.He was wearing a blue robe, and I could smell the fresh scent of soap and cologne on him as we enjoyed some small talk. Despite the friendly chat, my cock was swollen in my jeans and his occasional. That'd be better than what they'd see in the flick-house,' Thad went on as he withdrew his hand from her bra before commanding, 'Turn around and bend over, slag.'Understanding that 'slag' meant sexual trash or refuse and feeling giddy, Andrea obeyed after giggling, 'Okay... sir.'Thad didn't answer as he raised her short dress and roughly drew her panties down. He shoved 2 fingers into her snatch and grunted, 'Even a dog would know what that slit is for, twat-face!' - and he stirred her pot a. I resigned my job as I was not interested in it.Due to which by early morning my mother will wake me up by morning 5 I will go for walking for an hour, during that time many aunties used to walk and jog, it will be so colourful and I like to watch them in t shirts and track, most of the aunties will wear tight t shirts so their breast will be standing stiff and sexy.But I usually used to see and wonder about an aunty who is perfectly shaped her hip was in a size which my hands wanted to be her. My juices were leaking through the shorts and wetting her fingertips. I started kissing her neck and pulled out her breast gently from her dress. I kissed her down to her nipple, making it hard with my tongue, making her moan, and telling me how much she liked it. My other hand slid under her dress. I started caressing her thigh and sliding up to her vagina. I hesitated at first, but she moved in closer so my fingers could slide up and down around her wet vagina. It felt so nice. She was.