Mai ne ok bola auny ne bola mujhe wild sex bahoot passand hai like meri ek alg fantasy hai kya tum pura kar sakte ho.Maine puch wo kase .Meri gand cho...s kar sungh kar meri gand maar kar .Mai khuse ho gya .Aunty mere paas aakr peche mood gye aur apna gaoun utha ker panty ko neche kar deya aur gand ko mere muha per ragadene lagi mai bhi mast hoo ker unki gaand ko sungha fir apni toung unke ass hool me daalker laga chatne kutte ke tharh ahhhhhh oaaaa yes aur choooo meri gand mai janti ho tum pore. She shook her head.Walking slowly on her high heels, she made her way to my side leaving her 17 year old daughter Melody seated in front of my desk. She just seemed to have zoned out, and looked to be totally oblivious to what was going to happen.Laying on the desk was the item that had been shoplifted - a very very brief bra and panty set, one that would show off more than it covered.Momma arrived on my side. I turned my chair to face her.“Turn around slowly for me” I told her.Slowly she. "I paused for a moment, suddenly wondering what I should respond with. Noone had asked me my name since I'd changed into... well, I guess thatthey just don't care about the names of sluts and bimbos. And as far aseveryone was concerned, that was exactly what I was.Then I slowly answered, "Bambi," feeling a little embarrassed, thoughnot too much. There were so many worse things going on in my life to beembarrassed about.Tanner nodded. "Sexy name for a sexy lady." However his eyes were sizingme. There I stood, my pants at my ankles and a boner. I felt miserable. I tried to call Sam but her phone was off. That evening I was chatting in some chat box for bi boys. Not because I was one but because I wanted some advice about what had happened this day. Many of the boys said I shouldnt be worried about Sam but some said I should talk to her. I tried this last thing and finally got her on the phone. Sam, can I come down to you place to talk about today I asked her as soon as she answered the.