Aunty: “You have grown a lot, Munna, I was waiting for you from morning, and your Dad called me up to enquire about you.” Mamatha Aunty was talkin... to me as if I was a small k** and I felt embarrassed as I was still staring at her boobs, I turned my attention to her k** who was as beautiful as her.“No Auntie, I took a share auto and he took a long time to reach here.” I replied.To divert my attention from her, I reached out to hold her son, to which she transferred her son to me and while doing. No one else has ever done that to me – of course, I’ve masturbated before. But this... At least he isn't mad at me. He probably isn't planning on telling my parents because then I can just tell them what he did during dinner. Or would they even believe me? It's been almost a week since that particular night. I suppose Damien is quite done with me. I sat at the couch in the living room when my parents came in, dressed up. My mother was in the process of putting on her earrings. "Alright,. Her naked breasts rose and fell rapidly in time with her breathing. She leaned forward for another kiss, long, lingering, full of moist warmth, tongues dueling, and harsh breathing through their noses. In the meantime, she descended slowly until there was no longer any portion of his rod not enveloped by her flesh.“We are,” she gasped. “Oh, god. You feel so good.”“Maybe it won’t count if we don’t move,” he suggested.She shook her head slowly, her dark curls swaying. “It’s too late for that,”. His hands went back around both my boobs as he smashed them together. He took both my nipples into his mouth. I felt my pussy twitching again as he sucked at both my nipples at the same time. His sucking at my nipples made me think about how fun it was when my tits were full of milk during and after I was pregnant with our first and only child. A lovely daughter who will also play a role in my stories. Jack started to bite lightly at my nipples. AHhhhhhhh, I moaned as another orgasm raced.