“erm well aunty…” she spied her thong and to save him embarrassment she pounced on it, snatched it from his hand and cried, “ah you found him!” then clouting the thong onto the ironing board she cried “sit there you little shit and don’t you go bothering young Roger again I won`t have it you hear…” she turned to Roger and said with a straight face that’s the third week one has run off to hide in your room for a whole week but I`ve told them now, so don’t you worry, it won`t happen again unless you invite one of them in each evening and I shall deliver him myself OK?” he smiled, “Yes please aunty, I would like that,” he grinned. Her smile was just as broad, “I suppose you want to see your old aunty naked in print, do you?” again his wide grin grew wider, and he gushed “yes please aunty, I`ve seen a few women in magazines but never one I knew…” She laughed, “Well young man, we shall see, let me finish this shirt and I may just know where there are a picture or two, but don’t tell your. No, loving my prick in her sucking mouth. She was taking her time, sensuously licking from the root to the tip, leaving mouth open, soft lipped kisses on the crown at the end of every upstroke.I can’t say I was as gentle with Mom as she was with me. I was too anxious. I let my hand grab her ass and squeeze it hard, even digging my nails into her closest cheek. I was a little hesitant but I slid my index finger up and down the crack of Mom’s ass.We were getting comfortable with our activities when the doorbell rang. I was startled at the intrusion but it was like Mom was scared. She leaped to her feet and pulled her pants up before striding towards the door and its offending bell.Waiting for Mom to return, I tucked my cock back inside my seats. I heard the murmur of Mom’s voice at the door and another familiar one as well. I had been so involved in Mom’s cocksucking skills that it had slipped my mind Ms. Walker was coming over.Once again, that damned djinn chortled in my head. He was.
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