Their kisses deepened, her fingers were splayed in his hair, his arm was under her, drawing her closer. After a time he pulled away, dropping a couple...of quick kisses in the hollow at the base of her throat. ‘I’ll be right back,’ he said, leaving the bed and taking the water glass with him as he walked to the kitchen. She smiled when she heard ice cubes tumble into the glass and the tap run. When he returned to the bedroom he wore a knowing smile, raising the glass with a gleam in his eye.. He lived there in an apartment with his wife, Dipali – my aunt. She is very cute and 30 years old. She is very sexy as she has big boobs and nice, round shaped ass. She has a good height of 5’5″. As I told you I went to there house the very next day. Now here is what happened. My uncle is in his office and my sexy aunt is alone in the home. I reached to the door and knocked it. Dipali opened the door and I am stunned to see her because she is looking very beautiful now. Her boobs are very firm. "No, sorry, I'm at my yoga class this afternoon. This evening, perhaps. If that's all right with you."So, shortly before seven I put the tin, now empty, in my saddlebag, and cycled round to Marjorie Wall's home. She lives in a large, rambling house that used to be the manse in the days when we had our own vicar. Her response when I rang the bell took so long that I was beginning to fear she was not at home, but no sooner had she opened the door than she was ushering me inside. My protestations. “Yeah. Or whatever. I, um, yeah. Whatever,” she managed.I gave her a friendly confused glance and chuckled. “Well, I like the idea of us being friends again, Ophelia.” I smiled warmly. “Shake on it?”I outstretched my hand and I swear I saw her heart physically start to bump. She let out a short, sharp exhale and slowly began to bring her hand up, the one that was rubbing her pussy over her skirt. Slowly, barely at all, her hand rose to meet mine.All of a sudden, her two hands snatched mine, and.