"You deserve it aunty" . Sharmila aunty took another sniff and settled further into the sofa which caused her skirt to rise up to mid thigh. Even with...all we had done it gave me a thrill to peek up her skirt at her black panties stretched across her pussy with just a few pussy hairs sticking out. We finished the joint and Sharmila aunty went to get changed while I got dinner on the table. Sharmila aunty came out wearing her cotton shorts and a t-shirt. Her legs looked great in the short shorts. ‘That was some blowjob, Carol!’ Terri said to her. ‘I just hope you left some for later tonight?’ ‘You don’t have to worry about that. There’s still more in me than you think.” Mike said laughing. “We better get going, honey,” Terri said as she passed Mike on the way out. “We have a dinner date to get ready for. See you at the shower, Carol.” Terri and Mike left and went. Amrita has always been one of the sexiest walking pussies I had ever seen, always strutting around in short tight skirts and wiggling for all the guys in the office. This was one of my fantasies come true! I plunged in without a second thought, not even bothering to ask if she was on the pill. God, it felt so good to be fucking a willing participant, with Amrita hands moved to my ass, forcing me deeper and deeper into her. “Oh god, fuck me,” she softly repeated over and over as I pounded into. He moans quietly and places one of his fingers around her thong, moving it to one side, he uses his other hand to guide his raging hard on towards her ass. Placing it in-between her cheeks, he begins grinding up and down her slit.With each grind, she pushes harder onto his cock before rolling her hips so that the tip of his head rolls back towards her cunt and he finds himself at the entrance.He begins to leak pre-cum as he feels how wet she is and at the thought of what they are about to do..