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Must Read: Aunty Clara… Part 11

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I sat next to Wilma as she required and we started talking, but I noticed she was restless, she wanted to do something more than just talk, she asked me ‘’Do you know my Nick name’’ and I said ‘’No’’ she said ‘’My friends call my Wili self-servicer, you know why?’’ I smiled and again I said ‘’No’’ she said ‘’It’s Because one of them caught me self-servicing, twice, she then nicknamed me willi as in Wilma and self-servicer as in wanking (self-servicing) and since then the name had come to stay’’ she laughed shyly as she said this, i laughed too because I was used to Wilma’s dirty talk. She complained that her thighs were itching her, and I should help her scratch, I did just that, I scratched lightly so i wouldn’t hurt her, but she ordered me to scratch harder like I man, I tried doing that, but each time she exclaimed ‘’A little higher’’, I went higher up to her inner thighs where her bum short covered but she still wasn’t satisfied, I was surprised when Wilma undid the buttons of her bump shorts leaned on the chair and raised her buttocks to enable her zip down giving me a peep of her white panty, in the midst of all this she acted as if nothing was really happening, but at that moment I knew what she wanted me to do, she wanted me to Bleep her, and so I played along. I scratched her tommy down to her lower abdomen, dipped my hand into her pant and manoeuvred my way to her kitty, I was immediately pricked by her vegetation which was already wet from her salivary fluid, I looked at her and she had her eyes fixed on me, blinking momentarily, trying to supress the tingling sensation now surging through her body, before I could bury my finger deep in her valley, there was a heavy knock on the door ‘’DAMN!!!’’ it happened again, just in the nick of time, someone had come to obstruct an impending series of thunderous orgasms, with utter displeasure in her eyes Wilma reluctantly sent me to the door and like a rabid dog i rushed to check who it was, it was Tiffany, I hated her for coming at the wrong time, but at the same time I was glad she did, because I had missed her, she came to tell me that she had come back but was going to attend her little cousins party, she asked if I would come along but I declined, she left promising that she will be back before evening.

Immediately Tiffany left I saw Wilma going into her room and so I lurked along, we entered the room and I held her waist from behind, she turned around looking startled, and without notice I planted a kiss on her while grabbing her Bottom firmly, to my greatest shock Wilma pushed me away, almost throwing me down, she said ‘’Enitsua what do you think you’re doing?’’ I stood there dumbfounded, completely amiss, what did Wilma really want from me? did Wilma want me to actually scratch her or did she want something else?, frustration engulfed me immediately, she said ‘’I told you to scratch me and you rushed and kissed me, why would you kiss me?’’ her haughty gaze suddenly turned into a smile, and she ordered me to come closer, before I could comprehend what was really going on she squared up to me and planted a kiss on my lips, which was more intense than the one I gave her earlier, in a second we erased our clothes, and fell on each other, kissing passionately, all the while she brushed against her femalecore, up and down, left and right, Immediately i noticed this I jumped to the floor and knelt down facing her and as if she read my mind she spread her legs wide apart before me, giving me a HD view of her triangular puny, I was determined to pleasure her, I wanted to impress her, so I buried my head into her Kitty-Cat and ate it up like she served it on a plate, savouring its salty taste, she went Berserk with pleasure. I bleeped Wilma to a state of stupor and she mumbled all sort of languages, she begged me, she scratched me, she held me close, we explored all the positions ever known to mankind, after all the thrusting and bouncing, she told me to finger her Vagingogo, Wilma had the strength of a million Roman soldiers, but I had the strength of a trillion.

I started to finger her vigorously and she came hard, her Pour spilled like a fountain onto my face, leaving my hands soiled, I put my index finger into my mouth and licked off her fluid to her admiration. When I was about to release from the intense Mouth Action she was administering to me, she sucked me even harder and I discharged a torrential load into her mouth, she gaggled my Fluid and swallowed it in one gulp, just like a Indecency star.

That was my best s*x ever or better still the best s*x any human being can ever have. We laid there panting, trying to recuperate from the strenuous exercise.


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