Talk later”She then smiled up at me, took my cock into her hand and gently stroke it. She then took my hand and led us to bed. She was on the bed, i... the middle and spread her legs. It was dark, and not enough light to get a good view of this gorgeous creature, but I could only see a small strip of hair on her mound.She pulled my hand so I could lay between her legs, with my cock nestled against her warm, wet sex. Her arms went around my neck, and her lips met mine, as she moved her hips to. I could take care of that."She jumped from the couch and went upstairs. I watched her, I knew that she was going to end up fucking me, one way or the other, but I'd let it go tonight.The next morning, I was sitting at the kitchen table when she woke up and strolled in to fix something to eat. She didn't say a word as she set about finding her breakfast. She was wearing only a crop-top t-shirt and a pair of bikini panties. Needless to say, my eyes were glued to her as she prowled around the. I could feel her sturdy body slide up to mine until we were pressed right together. We kissed for a long time under the hot streaming shower, running soapy hands over each other. Her legs were strong and her stomach flat. Her ass was fine, tight and muscular. I explored her anus with a soapy finger as I sunk to my knees in the tub to slide my tongue inside her nether lips. The first taste was delicious. Her arousal was evident in the thick secretion that flowed from her luxuriant bush. Her. I asked her, “How could I aunty?”Then she said, “Don’t worry, you’ve seen my boobs when you were baby and you kept biting them always.” I was sensing a great opportunity here naturally without much effort. So I went ahead removed her bra.Her boobs popped out. Seeing my anxiousness, Zoya aunty placed my hand on one of her boobs. I started to press it and her milk started dripping, I asked her “Can I taste your milk aunty?” She said yes but on one condition.“What is it, aunty?” I asked. The.