She had very nice boobs, size 34 which I found out later and not an ounce of fat on her, slightly heavy hips, she has given birth around 6 months ago,...but sexy as hell.She came and sat on the other end of the sofa on which I was sitting and Raj was sitting opposite to us. I was very frank and asked her, “I hope you do not have a problem with my age” and Simran replied, “no not at all”.we then sat and had a chat for a while and she excused herself and went to the room. She was dressed in a. All seemed okay until her gaze went passed his navel, from belly onwards, he was all horse, complete with four sturdy legs, a beautiful tail that swished at the flies plaguing his rump and a glossy chestnut coat that shone with health and vigour in the sun."Oh shit! That's all I need, a fucking Centaur."His golden locked head tilted to one side as he regarded her and a quizzical expression showed in his amber eyes."You talk strangely young one. Yes I am a Centaur, but how you make reference to. I bobbed up and down several times, then slowly – inch by delicious inch – removed his cock from my mouth until the tip was at my lips. I let him slip out of mouth and kissed the tip with my full lips, while I looked into his eyes. A smile crossed with face creating dimples in his cheeks. I began to lick his length, holding eye contact. His eyes snapped shut as he reveled the sensation. ‘Open your eyes,’ I whispered. He chuckled and opened them, taking the sight of me back in. Once again, I. V. To watch and went to her room to change . When she came back she was looking damn hot in her shorts and tank top. She served the lunch then we started talking about her college life and my studies and everything went normal that day.After 2 days when in the evening she didn’t call me for dinner until 9pm (she usually calls at around 7 30 ) I called at her landline number but no one picked up the phone then my mother’s call came that to go to anuskha’s home as she is not picking her parents.