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I was amazed at the amount of cum a pussy could squirt as it seemed like Aunt Sheen had pis**ed on my hands. After a couple of minutes of rubbing her clit hard, I put my palm over the dildo and pushed it in. “Aaaahhhhhhh!” groaned Aunt Sheen aloud as the dildo was buried deeper into her dripping, wet pussy. Suddenly I pulled out the dildo and it came out with an audible slurping sound from inside Aunt Sheen’s soaking wet cunt. I let go of her mouth and stood up, watching Aunt Sheen turn on her side and assume a fetal position. With the soft moans and sighs coming from her, I figured Aunt Sheen was in the after-throes of her intense stream of orgasms. I put the dildo on the table again, with all her other toys and watched Aunt Sheen finally recover enough to sit and lean back on the couch with a contented sigh. “That.. was wonderful, son!” Aunt Sheen said between long, sighing breaths, as mature she lay with her head back on the couch rest. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and I knew dinner had arrived. Aunt Sheen immediately got up and began to take a step towards the bathroom. “Wait, where are you going?” I asked, keeping a hand on her arm. “I thought you would want me to clean up before dinner, sweety.” Aunt Sheen replied. “You’re a slut. Sluts should be dirty.” I said simply before walking to the main door. I opened the door and found the waiter holding a large tray with our dinner. I thanked the waiter and took the tray from him before watching him interracial walk back all the way towards the reception hall, which was now lit brightly. There was complete darkness for nearly 50 yards all around our villa as there was only the first villa which was occupied by guests. I took a step back and shut the door with my foot before walking to facial the coffee table and putting the tray on it. Aunt Sheen immediately got up and offered to serve dinner. I smiled and sat on the couch, watching Aunt Sheen as she went to the other side of the coffee table big and picked up a plate. Aunt Sheen was bending low to fill the plates and I could see her huge, soft boobs hanging and swinging with her every movement. I already had a hard-on, from having toyed Aunt Sheen to multiple orgasms not 5 minutes ago. Aunt Sheen smiled when she saw me ogling her huge tits and offered me a plate. As the smell of biryani hit me I felt my stomach growl in anticipation, and finally realized for the first time that I was starving. I sat on the couch and ate my food and was surprised to see that Aunt Sheen finished hers in only 5 minutes. “Aren’t you hungry, Aunty?” I asked. “I am.. but for more than food, son.” Aunt Sheen replied in a sultry way. I watched curiously as she leaned over and kept her empty plate on the table. Aunt Sheen then opened up the dessert dish and smiled when she was four slices of chocolate cake. I grinned widely when Aunt Sheen slipped off the couch from my side and knelt between my legs which were stretched out. Aunt Sheen grinned at me as she reached out to catch the waist band of my shorts and began to pull blonde it. I smiled wider as I raised my ass off of the couch and allowed Aunt Sheen to strip off my shorts completely. I was now sitting in my tee, with the plate resting on my tummy. I felt Aunt Sheen clamp her cool hands gently around my semi-erect cock and squeeze it once. I darted my tongue into her pussy folds. The world didn't think Lee was my cousin like they did with Clint. He was almost mature able to see the edge of her nipples. “Are you sure they want to big kidnapped and raped again?” blonde She smiled. Her pathetic position and pleading facial features should have given me pause, and the fact that I loved her a little should’ve stayed me, but it didn’t. The gates began to open, and Petranumen wrenched herself against them. She may not even be aware she is giving off these signals. Cora is very young and that is probably the first one she has ever seen in person. I continued with as much voracity as I had ever felt in my life, and brought my hand down over her naked skin, past her navel and into her cavern of love. And again. Jessie had a seven year-old named Emily. About 30 minutes later someone asked us if we’d like to sit down. “That’s what we had been trying to do. I pull her tightly against me, I never want this moment to end. i was dressed in white lingerie - a first for me. Generally women in my culture didn't interracial wear frivolous things like that - but since I was considered a gift for the high priest.... She had turned her girlfriend into her own private porn star, and it was very, very hot.