Phir mana aunty ko uthya hum odn o ak dosar ka samna bath gya ma aunty ka lips ko acchitarh choosna laga or sath he sath aunty ka motta nipple ko masl... raha tha 20min tak mana aunty ka lips ke achhit tarh choosa bad ma mana aunty ko dog ke tarh fuch kiya paha tru manay aunty ke choot or gand ma thook lagya or bad ma apna dono ungli aunty ka under bahr karma laga phir mana apna lund ko aunty ke choot ka rasta dekhya or joor sa aopna lund aunty ka anadr dal na laga aunty joor joor sa awaaz nikal. Nine years, and what a change they had brought. Anthony Carter was a senior captain now, and a Knight Commander of the Bath to boot. Most importantly, though, he was her husband. Harriet’s heart swelled when she thought about their first weeks of matrimony, about the deep love that flowed between them. Just a few moments ago, he had picked her up in his arms, in plain sight of the entire ship, throwing etiquette to the wind, just to show her that he loved her. Yes, Harriet Carter considered. 24 going on 44; he seemed too wise for his age. I liked that, it made me feel like I was in safe hands. Glancing at his shelves, my eyes stopped on an old, carved wooden figurine of the most beautiful woman. Her breasts were perfectly shaped and her hands were resting on her mound, as if she was trying to hide her latent sexual desires. This reminded me of my former self and to my pleasant surprise, I felt myself getting turned on by my previous hidden desires. I glanced nervously. Her navel was lovely and deep. I kissed and licked her navel making Priya lose her mind.I gently pulled her underwear down and asked her to remove her shoes. Meanwhile, I undressed quickly and laid down on the make shift bed. I grabbed Priya’s hand and dragged her down. The contact between our naked skin was electrifying. Our hands ran over each other’s naked bodies discovering new textures and contours. I ran my hand through her sparsely haired pussy and I could feel the wetness. I gently.