Fir boli “thanks sumit, rahul ke papa bhi nahi hai agar tum nahi hote to problem ho jati” maine aunty se kaha koi baat nahi aunty…maine apni tea...khatm ki aur uth k jaane laga …tabhi aunty ne mujhe peeche se kas ke pakad liya…unke soft boobs meri peeth se dab rahe the…fir mai palta aur maine bhi aunty ko kas ke baaho me le liya…aunty ki aanko me aansu aa gaye the…maine dheere se rekha aunty ka sir upar uthaya aur unke maathe par kiss kiya….ab to aunty bhi mere galo par aur gale par kiss karne. “I thought I’d never see you again,” he whispers, “I can hardly believe I’m looking at you, let alone, how good you look. I can bear the thought of nothing other than to be inside you.” At the mention of the act, I display my concurrence by cocking my leg slowly, showing myself off, “in here?” I ask. There is no humility as I finger myself open, no ceremony as I wantonly offer up my greedy fuck hole for his attentions. “Yeah, in there,” his eyes bore into me, body flexed and rigid as we come. The aroma reached my nostrils, driving me insane. Beauty at its best. I must admit I am a pussy admirer. And how much admiration I had for this pussy? I can’t explain here.Neither of us had uttered a word as she rolled her panties off. Her cheeks looked flushed. Her eyes looked dry and were wide open. Her breathing, just as mine, was now at its peak. The panties were now around her knees. Someone had to break this silence. But my voice was hoarse. I said:“Ma…”But she cut me off.“See, now put. He is silent on the drive home, staring into the distance with a half smile on his face. As we pull up on the far side of the hotel car park his doesn’t move.“Jimmy?”He turns to look at me, pulled from whatever deep day dream he was in. His eyes take a moment to focus on me. I lean in and kiss him, briefly but hard on the mouth, nipping at his lips. I break off.“Keep in touch, bell boy”I remove the collar from around his neck, my fingers stroking the line where it has been resting.“Y-yes,.