Aman had 2 friends, Nikhil and Prakash, Nikhil was 18, and Prakash 19. They always hung out together. Now, as I mentioned, on most days me and Salil w...uld come home which would be followed by my house being filled with my screams and moans and the sounds of Salils dick slapping my pussy.This story involves one such day. Actually, I had mentioned the event in one of the stories where me and salil came home. I thought Aman was not at home, and I was seriously mistaken. Things were happening in. . I was really hoping for a new experience.“Socks too. I didn’t change them after I went to the gym, so they should be pretty rank and juicy.”I reached down, but she grabbed my arm before I could start.“No. Don’t use your hands. Use your mouth. I want you to have to suck on my stinky toes and pull off my sweaty socks with your teeth, your mouth, your tongue... And before you do that, just bend down and take a nice big whiff!”Without thinking, I immediately bent down and took a deep breath. "My nephews had me washing my lingerie pretty regularly a few years ago...I'm used to it," she chuckled. "Tell me about that," I said. We sat on the bed as she told me about how her nephews used to mastubate with her panties and bras when they stayed with her. She said the older of the two had a raging sexual fantasy about her which she tried to sidetrack. "One night," she said, "I awoke to him standing next to my bed. He had the top of my nightgown pulled down, and he was masturbating over my. He grabbed our bags and walked us to our room. When he bent down to place our bags under the bed his pants stretched and I could see his ass and black thong under. Wow I thought what a hot uniform this guy has. As he stood up he squeezed past me in the small room, his protruding bulge slowly grazed my crotch, as he smiled at me. My wife just looked on as he took my hand and pulled me to the balcony. Again the confined space was even tighter then the room, his ass bumped against my crotch,.