Emma had more to say, but Jake’s rapidly swelling dick in her mouth changed her priorities.
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Four hours after his feet had hit the stairs. Aunt Emma slipped on the last of her clothing and opened the bedroom door. She turned and looked back toward the bed, where her nephew lay, exhausted, having just finished blowing his fifth load in his Aunt Emma’s pussy.
“I’ll tell Deanna you can’t make it”. She said with with a smirk, closing the door behind her.
His dad had warned him. Aunt Emma had just worn him smooth out.
To be continued…