I still remember the day I met my boss's Italian dark-haired wife, she was a stunning woman with piercing green eyes and a body that could stop traffic.
I was sitting on my couch, trying to watch TV, but my mind was elsewhere. I had been noticing my neighbor, a rough-looking guy with a scruffy beard and a perpetual scowl, for weeks now.
I'm lying in bed, feeling my aunt's warm breath on my cock, and I can sense her excitement as she begins to stroke me. My heart is pounding, and I'm trying to calm myself down, but it's no use.