It was 3 in the afternoon when Sarita declared that she wanted to take a nap. Both Tarun and Tanya’s face lit up like a bulb. They knew that they wo...’t be disturbed by her at least not for a while. Sarita went across the hall and lay down on her bed, She took out a book and started reading through her window she could see some part of Taruns bedroom,Since it was a huge apartment she just concentrated on the reading so that she could sleep in a while. Tanya and Tarun meanwhile were still in the. Coming to the story the heroine is my aunty Shree 38 she is a family friend of us and lives in a house near our area. She was married to a guy who is in his later 50s now. So obviously she must be starving for sex I guessed. I was interested in her form the day I saw her she was fail short and chubby a look which make every men forget their wife and to think of her a second.All this urge started few years back. I frequently visit their house. Forgot to mention they dont have kids still. ( its. I oil them up, then your hips rise and so I can stroke that cock with my overly lubed hands. Slowly building up the rhythm, foreskin puled back with the glans fully exposed. The very tip of my warm tongue connects with the small slit, a saliva strand pulls away with each quick flick i give. My tongue retreats back in to my mouth after a minute of this, you cock in pursuit. your hips push back, cock in my mouth, balls and ass hard up to my face, squishing my nose.Taking in the scent of of oil,. I had plans too for Red but for now she could watch was about to happen, and maybe participate at any appropriate point.As the Little Girl stumbled and slipped to her knees, Red and I followed her out of the car.Standing over her I smiled down, though there was little light for her to see my face clearly.“Cold?” I asked, stating the obvious given the trembling that was coursing around her body.“Y … yes,” she stuttered back.“What are you going to do?” Red asked.I paused for dramatic effect..