Roslyn was still trying to absorb that sum. David knew it and smiled inwardly. If she were distracted with that thought she would be less attentive to... others.When they stepped aboard the yacht Roslyn realized that no matter how expensive this toy was, to the Elliot's it was little expense at all.That David was laying out all of the colors and styles seemed surreal. This little housewife was being asked to tastefully decorate a million dollar craft. She hoped it didn't show but she was a little. He knew I loved doing it and I wouldn't ever turn down a chance to drain his balls dry.I used my free hand to pull down my shorts and my other hand to pump a few cold squirts of lotion into my right hand. Wrapping my right hand around my already hard cock and the other to cradle my nuts, I began to pump up and down in rhythm with the chick face fucking the huge cock on TV.Time past as the show went from one cock sucker to the next, I was pretty close to cumming when I heard a car door slam. . "I'd better drive you home," I mumbled.Aunt Delia looked like how I imagined Claire would look in 15-20 years time, a few wrinkles, a bit of breast sag, a bit of cellulite, a bit of a tummy, and her hair needed a bit of help to maintain its original color, but all-in-all she was still a very attractive woman. But having sexual feelings about Claire's aunt just seemed so wrong!The drive back to Aunt Delia's home was awkward and silent."Come in for a coffee," said Aunt Delia, after I pulled up. " Duh!" Stephanie groaned. "We went down in Uncle Jesse's recording studio of course. Its soundproof, remember."Becky was mad at herself for not thinking of her husband's recording studio herself. It made it the obvious place if she wanted to keep her encounter with Comet a secret. But then, if she had done that, she and DJ wouldn't have been fooling around last night.She wouldn't have seen DJ take on Comet. Nor would she have discovered about Joey's monster cock. "Uh! Steph," it was Joey's.