Marcie O'Neill offered to show him her hairy cootie if he would show her his stiff dickie and he was close to firing a stream of fresh semen all over ...her thick pale thigh when the door to the storeroom opened and Miss Briggs, their maths teacher, walked in. Allan's mother was called but she didn't answer her mobile phone which was strange because, as a real estate agent and single mother, she was rarely without it clamped to her ear.Allan was sent home in a cab with a stern letter from the. The man had been a sneak. Whether this was a planned encounter on his part or not… it’d worked. And if it was planned, Wesley was gonna whoop his ass. With a huff he sat down on the bed and pulled his boots off. ‘I’ll be fine.’ Lacey watched him as she sank down on the bed opposite him. Fine! If he wanted to be that way, then let him sleep in the damn truck. She could feel the sting of his rejection strongly though. It was obvious that he didn’t want to be near her and wanted to get out of the. Quietly I slipped in behind her and closed the door and followed her into the dining room where she bent over to get something from a cupboard. This was my chance, it was too good to miss so I crept up behind her and put both arms round her as she was bending and with a tit in each hand pulled her back against my growing cock.That made her jump and she told me to stop it, but I was grinding against her arse and getting a good feel of her tits. “Come on Cathy, let me have a quick feel, you have. ”What happened, Aunty?”, I asked sheepishly.”Oh, Akash, I am just tired, my back in paining”, she replied.I knew, she just wanted to get away from me as the scene on the TV was Intimate!“Don’t worry, Aunty, I was massage your back”, I replied and went along with her in the bedroom. Shhikha, her daughter was sleeping. My aunt tried to resist, but i pressed on her and started massaging her back. I massaged her back for 15-20 minutes and suddenly came down to her round ass and started massaging.