Aunty ahmedabad ke satelite area me rehti thi aur meri office se wo bilkul paas me hi tha.To me us din sham ko job se chutne ke bhad aunty ke ghar pe ...ahuncha. Me to dekh kar dung reh gaya. Dekha to wo orange sari me ek dam actress lagrahi thi dimple kapadia ki duplicate copy thi. Unka figure 38=30-38 ,me to ekdum pagal ho gaya. Aunty ne kaha ke baith jao, phir wo pani le kar aayi aur mene pee kar thodi baat chedhi ki aapke husband kaha hai, to unhone kaha. Unki to touring ki job hai isliye wo. Her eyes were always on my cock. I pointed my dick at her tiny hole and slid my head in. Her inner felt to me like velvet. I was going in to her slowly and she was enjoying and giving me more and more way within her cunt, and started licking her pussy.It was delicious. She was also burning. She was making noises ahhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh, ummmmmmmmm. Afterwards she took off my paint and shirt and started sucking my erected dick. I was really enjoying it. After that she again asked me to lick her. She knew I enjoyed being submissive. One evening, after we had been drinking all evening, we went back to her apartment. She allowed me to put in panties, bra and slip, stocking and even heels. She then told e to get a towel and put it on the floor, which I did. She then told me to lay on my back with my head on the towel. She then stripped down naked, knelt down over my face and told me to open my mouth. She then started to pee on me. I was in complete shock, but there was nothing I could do.. Now with this move, I was loosing balance, I struggled to float, and she too was loosing balance. Then Sarala tactfully managed and even moved her other hand towards my belly and held me allowing me to float comfortably. While doing this, her hands were too close to my manhood and she could literally enjoy watching my buttocks, which is in full show to her eyes, and I could not see her enjoying watching my back. Then she let her hands off and I started moving forward in the water. I knew I was.