I love you." Is this what you wanted, baby? Did you want me to fuck your ass? C'mon baby, tell me how much you want me to keep fucking you," she insis...ed. When I didn't say anything, she stopped and began to pull out of my ass."Nooo, don't stop! I love your fingers in my ass. Please keep fucking me. I love it," I pled with her, and with my acknowledgement, she resumed her assault. Somehow Monica had managed to find my prostate and started pushing in and out over it. As my moans became louder,. A friend directed her to Women’s Aid, and she arrived there yesterday. Her English is not very good, but improving fast, so she had trouble explaining herself and had no idea how to seek help; even if it was to get her husband medical attention.”“Does she not have someone at the local mosque that she can turn to?”“The mosque more or less turfed out her husband for being disruptive, as they haven’t concluded he is mentally unbalanced. They thought he might be becoming radicalised towards. Ok, lets move on to the story, this is my first story so don’t scold me if any mistake.Am a normal casual chennai guy aged 25, I love aunties and slim females don’t know why suddenly I just got attracted to slim females and I will say wow wen I see slim girls too. This story is about my relative aunt devi in her 29 who got an awesome figure of 36-34-36(she said). I love to see her boobs and ass since she got married to my uncle because it ll be in perfect shapes. I never thought ill crush that. ‘Great timing!’ she said. ‘Yeah, good karma I guess.’ We were seated at a comfortable table conducive to quiet conversation. The first topic was the project and how that was progressing. Sandi asked about my marriage, noticing my ring. That led to discussions around the ‘community’ in which I lived, her first impression being, ‘It sounds like mind-control to me!’. How perceptive! You, the reader, are probably expecting from there we went to my room and had a night of exquisite sex. Sorry to.