Mai daar gya fir wo hassi or boli kisi ko bataoge to nahi.. Mai bola nahi chachi..Fir boli theek h to lo dekh lo…or apne haath faila k let gyi.. Mai...e dhire se unki nyt dress ko khola wow kya chhati thi or red colur ki panty or bra me thi aunty maine fir dhire se bra ko b utaar diya haayeeee inne gore boobs mai ghayal sa ho gya or mera lund khada ho gya… Aunty ne dekh liya wo boli aree ye kya dekho ye khada ho gya.. Kyu ise tang kar rahe ho laao bahr nikaal du… Mai chachi k paas apne godo pe. Jaq had a pair of purple lace-up panties that were my favourites. Each time she bent over, I could see that she had chosen this pair for the evening.As always, I was late getting ready, dashing upstairs to a shower just before 7pm. I had just stepped out of the shower when I heard the doorbell ring; Paul and Kathy had arrived. I quickly dressed and went downstairs to say hello, Jaq had poured the drinks, wine for the girls and beer for Paul and myself.After an hour or so of general chit-chat,. Then y r u trying to send me far from u”. I then replied ”I understand u my sweet heart, but you have to go with your husband one day, this is the rule of society. Every lady has to go leaving her family. And I am not depressed I will find a nice guy for u”. Saying this I hugged her tight in my arms, she wrapped her arm and started crying. I consoled her ”baby dont cry beta, I m here for u and always be there for u. Y do u cry, u r a good girl and may be some handsome & nice guy is waiting to. He continued thrusting. It was at a slower pace than before, but it was just as impactful. As she played around his anus, his face contorted into a string of blissful looks. One more sweet spot should do it, she thought. Through the feeling of a nearing orgasm, she mustered enough energy to lift her other hand to his right nipple and play with it. His final push for climax came as a flurry of rapid thrusts that made her close her eyes in anticipation. Her fingers fled their positions and her.