“Ill just write a few instructions before I go” he said.“Go?” Angie thought, “GO!?” She felt Brad pressing the opened lipstick against her...skin. He was writing something on her back, “What is he writing?” she thought. Brad must have read her mind as he began reading his work to himself, chuckling.“Let’s see” he said “’Fuck-pig’, ‘Fuck here’” Brad wrote with the lipstick as Angie felt him drawing a line towards her rectum. She gasped as the words sunk in, she gasped again as Brad produced a. Later when I went room I was all imaging her started to surf desi aunty porn videos in my laptop and started to jerk heavily and cummed all in the bed and slept. Later at 5 my room door bell ranged I went to see who is there. But for my shock Pooja aunty was standing in yellow chudidar. Wow while looking her dress I thought for a moment she was looking dam sexy I really need her to fuck.She made some noise asked shall I come inside raj? I told sure welcome aunty and she sat in bed and I was. "So how are you really?" she asked and sat on my bed."They tell me I was unconscious for two days," I admitted, "but other than fuzzy hearing, I seem ok." Oh good," she smiled at me, "I didn't realise how much I'll missed you until I thought I may lose you."Oh my, I thought, does this mean she's coming back to me."That's nice to know," I said. My cock was getting hard just by looking at her pretty face."I see that's missed me too," she giggled, and pointed at the tented bedcovers. Her laugh was. To bring it back the way it used to be." With a nine year old boy?" I know. It's all so crazy. I think I'm going out of my mind." Look, Jessica, what if I were to have a talk with him? Maybe I could make him see how destructive this obsession is... for both of you." Do you really think it would do some good?" Can't hurt. Besides, unlike you, I'm not convinced that your dead husband is currently occupying the body of your nine year old son." You'll see," warned Jessica."Yes, we will," confirmed.