Swear words keep coming to mind.He said that now that the children had all left he wanted to live thelife he felt most comfortable with. What about m... I wanted to yell. Ihave to admit he was really drunk, but even still coming to bed wearingwomen's knickers and telling me he wanted to be treated like he was thewomen when we had sex was a bit much.Although I have to admit the sex was the best we had had in a very longtime. I could not remember the last time he ate me out. It waswonderful. . She liked the atmosphere and people in my local pub and used to come over every couple of months for a night out, and would often spend the night at my place. Nothing remotely intimate had ever happened before, and the thought of it had never crossed my mind. Why would it? She was my (not) auntie!Then one night that all changed. We were back at my place after closing time, having a few nightcaps, and for the first time ever I also asked her if she wanted to join me in a smoke. I knew she was a. The one and half year I was in abroad, the encounters with Anamika was always the best and we used to make love almost three or four sessions a week. few short and few long. I am in all these episodes narrating the long and sweet ones which still in my memories and her sweet and juicy taste of pussy, ass, arm pit, naval, etc., etc., still linger in my mouth and her sweet smell as my memories.Ok guys, girls, lets go for the next session. This was a session which happened after our working hours.. "She breathed oh so quietly into my ear, sending shivers all the way downmy torso. My tummy tightened as I realised just how much I wanted andneeded her.Lowering me to the couch she straddled me. Her fully clothed formcontrasted with my naked one. I placed my arms behind my head as shestarted to kiss the nape of my neck. Gradually she worked her way downover my shoulders, and using her finger tips she worked her wondrousmagic on my skin."This feels incredible." My lips moved with a life of.