I guess it was about 10 minutes or so and still no Aunt Barbara. Exhausted I leaned back. Black porn “I guess you could say it was my Christmas present to myself”. Normally I might think that she was fucking with me. She was going grocery shopping for the week. It wasn’t that I really didn’t care, I just had something better to think about and do. You ok”? I felt the knob of her cervix each time the head of my shaft slammed against it. Dad drove home in his truck. Her honey-blonde hair was pulled into a tight ponytail and hung freely over a shoulder. The first drive was about halfway up the length of my rod. “What did I come up here for…”? I was actually surprised how much resolve she showed as she managed to move one of her legs and almost stop me from fingering her twat.
