My aunt is an OL with black stockings (3)

Chapter 3: The second mission begins. The date I chose came soon, today! I walked Home after School with anticipation and nervousness. My mother will be back at half past nine today, and then my aunt will get off work. Later, the time to change the ink cartridges was around six o'clock (I had nearly three hours to enjoy!!). In order to be afraid of what might happen, I was already lying in bed waiting for my aunt to arrive at 5:30, and the male hormones in my body kept pouring out... because the thought of having sex with my aunt later made me feel so good!! For this day, I I don’t know how long I’ve been waiting (the Dick in my lower body has been fully inflated without my knowing it, and it’s still very hard). In fact, I have measured my Dick, and it is about 18 centimeters long. I think it is already very big! What will happen if I use this 18-centimeter Dick to stuff it into my aunt’s pussy? I really want to know the answer. , I want to see auntie’s expression after I put it in, I want to hear Biqi’s lustful screams when I fuck her, I want to tear his black stockings and grab his breasts... Just as I was lying in bed dreaming, I heard the door open on the first floor! It was not the footsteps of my mother who had forgotten to bring something and came back to get something. It was the sound of high heels stepping in... This time the sound of children's play was not It doesn’t exist.. auntie came in! I tried my best to resTrain my sexual desire

Pretending to lie in bed and sleep, waiting for auntie When I walked to the living room on the second floor (we have to take off our shoes when entering), my ears told me that my aunt was taking off her high heels and he was walking up the stairs to the second floor. He walked to the living room on the second floor, and the faint footsteps could not escape. The hunt for my ears. I got up secretly and used the lightest and fastest strength to sneak to the first floor and gently locked the second door. I gently turned my fingers from top to right and down, then slowly picked up the aunt and put it on the table. The key (because there are three sets of keys on the iron ring, and the three sets are made of iron, and if you are not careful, the keys will collide with each other and produce a sound), hide it in the low cabinet in the toilet on the first floor. The whole process took less than thirty seconds to complete. According to my estimation, it would take at least a minute for my aunt to change the ink tank, so I still had about thirty seconds to sneak to the second floor and start the business of the day. At 6:30, I had already turned on the three mini cameras that I had installed in the living room on the second floor, and also stuffed a camera in my pocket (the picture can be taken clearer! I can also take pictures of my aunt being fucked by me) Come down!), I tiptoed to the living room on the second floor, cleverly avoiding the chairs lined up in the corridor and walking inside. I put my head into the living room and took a look. My aunt was changing the blue ink tank with her back to me (sure enough, the black one had been replaced). I moved my eyes down from my aunt's white shirt and saw the ink tank she was bending down for. The black skirt looks narrower due to the posture, and the buttocks covered by the narrow skirt are even more sexy. In an instant, I hugged his petite and sexy body with both hands from behind auntie, and auntie softly shouted "Ah!" without warning. Now that I have started to move, there is no reason to give up. I am riding a tiger now!! I usually Train my muscles, especiallyIt’s the biceps, calves, and abs. auntie's petite body makes it easier for me to hold his upper body tightly. This kind of behavior would not be done even if I and auntie were familiar with each other. After all, I am a boy and he is a girl. I held my aunt's upper body and dragged him from the printer on the table to the middle of the living room, so as not to worry about her resisting me with something. Then I kicked hard with my feet and instantly kicked the wooden table that was originally here to the wall. At this time, my aunt already noticed that something was wrong. He tried his best to swing his body to get rid of me, but the strength difference was too big. , auntie has no way to get rid of me. His hands have been tied by mine, so now he can only rely on this method to break free. auntie started to ask me in a tone that was completely frightened by me and a little threatening: "What are you doing? Let go quickly!! Do you know what you are doing?!" I answered directly: "I want to have sex with you. !". My aunt was frightened. He turned to threatening me and said, "Let me go!! You are crazy!! I will definitely tell your mother!!" I was not afraid after hearing what he said. It is the way people show when they are scared. In other words, if the aunt talks to me in a cold manner, I will be extremely scared. At this time, I could no longer hold back my sexual desire. I immediately moved my left hand that was already hugging my aunt and moved it upwards to grab a D-cup breast. At this time, my aunt let out a weak cry: " "Ugh." I couldn't stand hearing this sound anymore, so I pinched and grabbed my aunt's right breast with my left hand, and then I squeezed it hard for a long time without letting go... With my left hand pinching my aunt's breasts, he didn't dare to make any more moves to shake me off, because as long as his body shook, the feeling of being grabbed on the breasts would become more obvious. The time was clearly my time. auntie started to frown at this time, maybe because I grabbed his chest and refused to let go (in fact, I had no intention of letting go, I was free to hold it as long as I wanted)! This kind of I had long wanted to experience the feeling of grabbing my breasts and refusing to let go. At this time, my aunt asked: "How long do you want to hold on to your breasts? Are you going to let go?" Her tone became more and more intense. The tougher he gets, the more he becomes now is not the same person he used to be when we were playing around in the store. This is a method used by my aunt to keep herself calm in a crisis. Many people know this method, but it can be used in a crisis. There are very few people, and I am well prepared to face such SMart people. I replied to my aunt: "As long as you make love to me, I will let you go." My tone remained stable. At this time, my aunt said: "It is impossible for me to have sex with you! If you don't let me go, I will definitely fall out with you!" !" His tone was still very bad, of course. How could someone talk to the rapist in a gentle tone when he was about to be raped? I replied: "I won't let you go until you have sex with me." Anyway, I have plenty of time. We were in a stalemate like this for more than five minutes. During these five minutes, my left hand was holding on to my aunt's breast (the longer I held it, the more uncomfortable it became for him, and the better for me). Whenever my hand got tired, I would lift it a little Relax and then grab it back hard. This is more than five pointsaunt Zhongli also tried to shake her body to get rid of me. He seemed to have forgotten that his right breast was firmly cuffed by the palm of my left hand. Despite this, aunt Zhongli still tried hard to break away from my embrace, but All this is useless, our height difference is too big, as long as I stand firm, it is impossible for my aunt to shake me. Just after ten minutes, the aunt stopped struggling, and he said, "Okay, okay, I'm going to have sex with you! But just this once!! And I definitely can't tell your mother!!", his attitude was exactly the same. An eighty-degree change, I immediately let go after hearing these words. The moment I let go, auntie used his beautiful legs covered in black stockings to kick hard back, hitting my Dick and testicles! !…, and then immediately pushed away my hands that were already spread out in front of him due to pain, and fled to the first floor…. of course, I knew from the beginning that what he said was a lie to me. I deliberately stepped into his trap. How could I agree with my aunt's attitude? However, the backward kick was a miscalculation on my part. When I knelt down in pain, the demon in my heart reappeared. He kept hypnotizing me: "He is a turtle in the urn now. Catch him! Then finish him!!"