.mein aunty woh mere kuch dost k sath meine 3-4 baar blue film dekhi thi usme..aunty : acha to sirf dekhte ho ya aur bhi kuch karte ho?meine kaha aunt... hum sab dost mil kar dekhte hain aur phir eik dosre ka lund pakar kar muth marte hain.. plz aunty app ye sub meri mom ko nahin bolna plz.aunty hanste huwe acha to tum log aik dosre ka lund pakar kar muth marte ho hmmmm zara mujhe bhi dikhao kaise muth marte ho..mein ghabra gaya k agar meine aunty k kaha nahin mana to woh meri mom ko bata deingi. Moments later I lifted her skirt and put my hand on her pussy above the panty, I grasped the pussy in my hand pressed is slightly and then I started caressing and rubbing it. Moving my hand wildly on the pussy and sometimes pressing it hard. Having no resistance I inserted my hand inside her panty and felt her pubic area.My hand moved on the soft fur above the clit area. I combed the hair with my fingers. I slightly pulled some hair feeling which she withdrew backward, she felt some pain her. Usually he would get off of work at 6 pm, then fight an hour worth of traffic before coming home at 7 pm. Some days he had to work late but he usually made it home before 10 pm. I tried to assert myself that I wasn't one of those 'hawk' girlfriends who wanted to know every single action a guy takes. If he was the man he claimed himself to be, he would tell me nothing but the truth-and I always prepared my worst-case scenario. Or so I thought.Cock has a distinctive smell- it's a thick, pungent. I couldn’t get my head round how someone could cheat on her, she was absolutely gorgeous.“Do you still have your camera?” Yeah my camera stuff is in the small room” I answered, I stood up and walked over the the small bedroom. “Good, I’m getting revenge on that bastard” she said “and I want you to film it” I turned around and looked at her, she looked me dead in the eyes “and I want you to fuck me too.” My cock twitched at the thought but the rest of me was stunned. “I was told to” she said.