that puffer of hers is just crying out for me to savor… and to think she has another, too!
no worries, Mommy!
my magic tongue will get that gorgeous (and so experienced!) pussy of yours sopping wet again faster than you can whip off those sexy specs!
having arrived at last at Birch Hall, i disentangled myself from the sweet embrace of my dozing Aunt Marcia, who was blissed out by the multitude of orgasms i had so delighted in giving her with my fingers, tongue and cock.
i composed my disheveled self as well as anyone could when wearing just lingerie and heels.
then i gladly took the slender but strong hand of the svelte tawny young female ‘footman’ who smartly escorted me to the entryway.
just inside stood Aunt Greta.
She slapped me good on the bottom, heartily tugged my cock and balls and kissed me deeply before stepping back.
Remarking that I must be ‘dry’ after my ‘arduous journey,’ Aunt Greta directed me to the kitchen where she said that the French maid Suzette, who had been assigned to look after me, would ‘present me with some liquid refreshment’…
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