I even didn't know her name then. Asked her next time I saw her.I am still looking into deep dark brown big eyes of another exquisite exotic beauty. S...deways see'r bend.I am presented her bottom as she bent over to seek in her shopping bag while my eyes still shine @ Shahaan.I am presented purple box. Heart shape. Dash of them in red. Without words. Next moment both gone.I didn't open it. Valentine box. Chocolate Best Belgian bonbons. French (Brussels): 'bonbon'='goodgood'. I am very fond of. Even before she joined my college we were like friends.Coming to Saranya aunty, there is nothing out of the world about her. But she is all cute, sexy and charming which we find very rarely in a woman. She is completely fair in complexion and is well shaped with an hourglass-like figure. Her curves are so sexy.Her waistline is broad giving her ass a bulge and plump look. Her breasts look soft, bouncy and sag slightly like any other married woman. She is seen outside in the apartment with me. For the first time in his life it felt right, for the first time he felt love. There was no doubt that Angie was who he was to spend the rest of his life with. He had only one regret, his parents wouldn't be there, wouldn't see him marry the right woman. This time he knew that Angie loved him as much as he loved her.Angie moved; looking up at Scott she smiled, one of those sleepy confused smiles. Her hair mussed on one side. Scott smiled at his future wife."What?" Angie asked in a sleepy. ”“Thanks, you changed and are looking really good as well.”Jackie started to run her fingers along my neck. I slid a foot or so to the other side of the couch. There was a silence as she had a questioning look on her face. I couldn’t help that I was starting to get hard. She slid back closer to me.“Don’t you want to sit next to me? No need to be all the way over there.” As she started to lean into me, Jackie placed her hand onto my upper thigh.“What the hell? Is that thing real? You’ve got to.