He was smiling down on me as he began taking slow, deliberate strokes in and out of me and soon I had a second orgasm. What a man. He kept on and in a... few more minutes, he reared his head back, let out a long, loud groan and thrust into me driving my head up into the, thankfully padded, headboard as I felt throb after throb of his cum emptying deep inside me, mixing with Martin's as he slid back and forth as I held my hips up to receive every drop. Raymond's cock stayed pretty hard as he. He tried to concealhis engorged member but it was too late. After he finished filling the tank I paid him and askedhim for directions to some bogus party I was allegedly“dressed up” for. He tried, oh how he tried to keep hismind straight and tell me how to get there. He forgedon while I lit my cigarette and cast a sultry glance athis huge prick. He even fought temptation as I hiked myminiskirt up to reveal my garters. But when I began tobrush my thumb against my clearly hardened. While we were still talking the telephone rang and my Uncle went out of the room to answer it. After about 10 minutes he came back into the room to say that he was having to go back to work as he was duty manager and had some on-call issues to handle. He then said his goodbyes and left saying he would be back in a couple of hours. I immediately started thinking that I would like to handle my Aunt but I didn't know when I'd find the chance or an opening.After my Uncle had gone my Aunt and I. It was intimate and personal – yet also public and strangely erotic. I got there a little early and sat at the end of the bar. I was anxious – it had been awhile since we’d last seen each other. I was dressed to impress. Impress you, that is. Black fishnets – crotchless of course. Black shelf bra – leaving my nipples straining out the top. High, black boots. A black dress with a long zipper. I ordered a white wine and patiently waited. Luckily I didn’t have to wait long. I started to take a.