Well... being... Then there was the voice.It was a throaty female voice. It seemed to use words, even sentences. But they were like a foreign language...to him. Like when you can't know where one word ends and a new one begins.Yet, he knew their meaning. As he knew the meaning of what he saw. The words and the pictures seemed glued to his soul. Or even better: grafted on it. They were part of him, had always been.Hadn't they?He became aware of his body.It was perfectly immobile. He could make his. I think you’re right….here, grab that arm, I’ll help you get him to the car.”We walked Wayne to the car, and…while Jack held him up…I opened the door to the back seat so we could maneuver him inside. As we laid him on the back seat, Jack stepped back so I could take it from there, and I bent over Wayne’s inert form as I pushed, pulled and wrestled him onto the back seat for the ride home.In this position, my butt was sticking out of the car door as I worked on Wayne, with my wrap-around dress. Suraj nashey mein dhakkey marne laga aur 2 minute mein uska lund meri choot ki gehrayi tak chala gaya. Main bhi maze se apne chutad peechhe ki taraf dhakelne lagi aur suraj meri gaand par haath firatey huye mujhe chodne laga. Maine apni janghen kas kar bheench li thi jiss karan meri choot bhi gaand ki tarah tight ho chuki thi. Main Suraj ko issi baat ka ehsaas karwana chahti thi ki vo samajhe ki vo gaand mar raha hai. Vomujhe chodta gaya aur main chudti rahi. “Aur zor se mere malik, main bahut. Her biggest assets were her boobs (36) and her ass, which were nice and well-rounded. She also could make anyone come with just her lip movements as she had a very seductive smile, which is almost a come-on type.I asked her ‘why don’t you come in to my house?’ She toyed with me and said ‘why should I come there. Is there a need?’ I confessed ‘yes, very much aunty. Please come na.’ She went in and got her keys, closed her door and stepped into my house.I shut the door and immediately grabbed her.