Man what a babe she was stunning and pretty. She was wearing pink top and blue jeans she sat next to me. We were seeing eye to eye I can feel her lust...Aparna – so dear I am 31 and not married she smiledMe – mam I am surprised by thatAparna – stop calling me mam. you can call me by name itself she smiledMe – ok aparna your looking very beautiful and fair, fit at this ageAparna – oh you just being sweet honey ha ha haAparna – do you drinkMe – no I don’t drink.Aparna – hmm really kevinMe – yes. " She watched intently as I lowered my head to her waist. She let out a little whimper as I licked it. I pushed my toungue into her slowly. I moved it around a bit, giving her some more pleasure.I pushed it in further and moved it around in circles. She had to bite her lip to keep her from making a lot of noise. By her little whimpers I could tell she enjoying it. The faster and harder I moved my toungue, the harder she breathed and whimpered. I pulled my toungue out and decided to finish her. "You tell that brazen bimbo if I catch her even near my husband, I'll ram my strap-on so far up her ass it will come out of that hot, pouty mouth!" From that time on, my view of Marilyn Connor changed dramatically. Seizing the moment I asked what might happen if perhaps tomorrow evening I delivered my cloaked wife to them, naked underneath with her hands cuffed behind her back, so that she could make a very sincere apology and do whatever they chose to demand in the form of reparations.. I had to shift noticeably several times in my chair to re arrange my hardon. After the meal my aunt announced, “Let’s leave the dishes for another time and take our dessert in the den.”Once we settled in the den, I noticed there was no “dessert”.“Aunt Courtney, I would be glad to go to the kitchen and bring in the dessert.”“No my fine fellow, that won’t be necessary, for you are the dessert.”I didn’t know what she meant, but admittedly I liked the sound of this.Aunt Courtney continued, “I.