They sat on the grass and continued to embrace each other. I watched transfixed as Mark's big black hand rested on my wife's soft white thigh, then be...in to work it's way upwards. He got to within an inch of her pussy and she pulled it away, breathing heavily "Oh no, don't do this. I love Paul so much and wouldn't want to hurt him." Mark replied "I won't tell if you don't." With that, he placed his hand right at her cunt, and began to massage it through her panties.Soon, she was moaning and I. ......................." Julian quickly disappeared and re-appeared with two bottles of Bordeaux and a piece of dark, oily, hashish the size of his fist. Denis did not wait for another invitation, he was already naked, on his hands and knees, licking their toes, which Silkie elevated slightly so that he could reach the whole digit....she casually poured the rest of the wine in bottle on her feet, Rachel's feet, and the back of Denis' head..........she remembered the word Judy had taught her so. The jiji. To insert it she jacked her legs up, heeling the swing seat. She paused, the gadget in her hand, gazing at the mirror, saw herself all hung-out tits and gaping cunt. The outer lips had drawn aside. Her glistening coral cut looked so wide, from the flared notch where her clit, limp now, dangled, down the crinkled inner labia to her hole. How big that red-ringed opening! Not quite a match in roundness for Gwen's when she sucked the plastic phallus up her vagina. Still... you're right,. I took the bowl and left the place. From that day I was in love with aunty. Whenever I use to remember the scene I use to cum in my pants. Then I started fantasizing about her and masturbating by imagining her nude and various sex positions. I was unable to control myself. I use to see porn movies but only one face use to flash in front of me and that was Kavya my darling aunty. Sometime I thought of going to her house and just taking her to the bed but then I was scared if she’ll tell my mom I.