She would come to my office day after day talk about the bible, how important it was for our lives. She even invited me to attend a service at her chu...ch many times but I was not interested at all.She was always telling my about her husband and proudly telling everyone else that she was married for 27 years. And had never slept with another man. Just her husband. After a few months working with her, something started to change. We started to send it other text messages all day long. Even after. George popped in his favorite cd and they drove to a private beach. George and a few of his friends owned the property.The girls were singing songs and having a great time. George was driving and singing and got them safely to the location of their sexy picnic. When they arrived, he pulled into the driveway of the house. “Come on girls. Let us go inside and get ready for the day.”The girls followed George into the house. He was holding a huge picnic basket that was stocked with all kinds. And naked. There's a big difference between being naked in a private environment where others are similarly dressed, and being naked all alone in what was, technically, a public space. If anyone should drive down the lane, I would have nowhere to hide - though of course I could always get back in through the gate. If there were other Peeping Toms lurking in the bushes that lined the road, they were about to be treated to quite a show. Hopefully.Only a couple of minutes passed, though, before. I kissed, licked and sucked her belly flesh. Then I inserted my tongue into her navel. Aunty moaned and caught my head, pressing my head more towards her belly. I tongued her navel till my heart’s content. Then I looked up at her face, caught her saree pleats, and slowly pulled them out of her black petticoat. I plucked out the remaining saree which was tucked around her petticoat.I placed my hands on her hips and buried my face in her pussy region on top of her petticoat itself. Aunty moaned.