Auntie Mabel Ch 02
When John got home that evening, his mum asked him what he had been doing all day. He considered telling her that he had been fucking his Auntie Mabel’s mouth, cunt and arse. He then decided, that perhaps he had better keep those activities secret. He sat down at the kitchen table, while his mum made him a cup of tea. He told her about mowing the lawns, and clearing up the garden, and cutting the hedge. ‘Good heavens John, she really worked you hard, you poor boy,’ commiserated his mum. He...