I followed close behind her, enjoying the amazing jiggle of her huge ass cheeks as she walked up the stairs. I looked at her thick, thighs and the way the muscles in her shapely calves stood out as she walked upstairs. I felt myself transfixed with the sight and wordlessly followed Aunt Sheen into her daughter’s bedroom which was currently empty as Dee was at college in Pune. It never ceased to amaze me at how much my apparently-strict Muslim aunt (who was widowed only last year) could transform into a lusty and wanton woman. As if seducing me wasn’t enough for her, Aunt Sheen had carried out a plan successfully and caught her daughter and me fucking in Dee’s room a few months ago. It was then that she first showed me her bisexual side. Dee already inherited the same high libido as her mother and we would regularly when she came back home from college. I followed Aunt Sheen inside Dee’s room. She walked to the small table at the side of Dee’s bed that she earlier used for studying. Aunt Sheen placed the tray on the table and turned and pointed to a thick, dark notebook lying on the bed. “Read that while you have breakfast. I hope you… like it?” Aunt Sheen said the last part with hesitation, which struck me as odd because Aunt Sheen was otherwise very confident. “Ok, sure.” I replied and walked to the bed. Aunt Sheen always kept her entire house clean and Dee’s room was blowjob spotless, despite her not having been home for the past 4 months. I went and sat on the bed, close to the wide window. I picked up the notebook and noticed that several pages were bookmarked using different colored ribbons. I picked up a sandwich from the tray and carefully opened the cover of the notebook. All I saw was a date from last year written on the first page. That must be the day the journal was started, I guessed. I opened the first page which was bookmarked with an orange-colored ribbon in her diary. I checked the date on the top of the page and realized that I remembered the day very well. I began reading it and was soon transported back to a year ago when Aunt Sheen first seduced me. She started with… “It has been 10 days since hubby dear passed away. Strangely, despite the loss of someone who has been a partner for most of my adult life, I don’t feel a great loss. I had come to accept the fact that the romance between us had died black when Dee was born over 20 years ago... I know I have been a ebony model wife and mother but now I feel a strange sense of freedom. I have been restricted my whole cumshot life and have always had to abide by the strict tenements anal of my faith. “I will!” my daughter moaned, her ivory thighs locked around Rita's head, holding the Black girl to her snatch. We arrive at the airport and I say goodbye to my parents after I check in. “Honey, don’t forget to call me when you get there!” my mother yells as I wait in line for TSA. “My wife, Sharron, just loves them.” My smile faded. Girl: I was 16. Yes, yes” I flipped the light switch for the building a couple of time as a signal the party was over. “Mmfmmf~” Lace groaned as she felt the cock head begin to slide past her lips, the thick length pressing her tongue down and stretching the o of her petite little mouth wider to accommodate Zu’gar’s massive shaft. “So he got you too Mom?” she smiled Releasing his cock she crooned good boy, good boy. "He'll be here at blowjob three," said Mitch, "I want to brief ebony you guys before he gets here." She closed her eyes to clear the image from her thoughts before turning to walk towards the kitchen table to power up her laptop. Rogue's sensitive nose detected the rich and heady aroma of Katie's aroused cunt. I can easily tell he just came over the border. •••••• Ryan turned the pedals and the dildo went up and down. That's what I have always done," she said as she appeared to be studying the pink polish on her fingernails. Finally, she looked at me, her blue eyes topping her whites, her hair hanging before her brow. Though if they are as loyal as Pallus her priestesses are given the anal added privilege of pleasuring each other for their own enjoyment and not just to entertain the worshipers. But you can't even do that right. “Pussy and mouth.” Caylie groaned. “Ooh, yes, yes, you want your daddy black to fuck my daughter, don't you?” Their hard dicks rubbed together trying to get into position. I sat at the bar, ordered a cumshot Margarita, and attempted to continue reading my book over the blaring music and screaming lightweights who get drink after one shot. Her moans and begging had driven me to the edge and I pulled out, and I regripped her hair, dragging her right in front of my pulsating cock as one burst, right into her open and waiting mouth, the second rope on her cheek, the third, right above her nose to her forehead, the fourth, right on her lower lip and down her chin, dripping into the water. “David,” I heard Lissa’s voice come across as I walked up to panel to press the button. She felt so much warm, sticky cum sliding down her skin. "I look forward to it!" he said moving further away . . . I heard the long string of beeps of a speed-dial, then a pause before Cynthia began speaking.