M kya krun aana hi nhi ho pata.Me- dekha khud to aate nhi mujhe keh rahe ho m hi hun jo hmesha aapse milne aata hun aapko to mujhe iske liye inaam den... chahiye (yeh maine jaan bhoojhkar kaha tha)Kiran maami- acha toh kya chahiye?Me- kuch bhi jo aap chaaho (actually I wanted to ask for a kiss but directly nhi keh skta tha darr jo lag raha tha)Kiran maami- nhi tum kaho tumhe kya chahiye?Me-arre kuck bhi de do na (tb mujhe bda darr lg raha tha k agr directly keh diya to kahin vo gussa na ho jayen). He leans down and begins to lick it, suck it. My nipples are so sensitive, I love it!. He works his way back up my neck, kissing and licking, but as he gets to my mouth I stop him. "Stand up baby, let me strip you down.". He does as I say. I unbutton his shirt and he takes it off. I unbuckle his belt, unbutton his pants, and lower his zipper. Bob rides commando, his cock leaps from captivity as I pull down his pants. It's absolutely gorgeous, maybe the most beautiful cock I've ever seen. It's. I could feel myself getting hard in my jeans. I forgot about the cameras, the paranoia, her husband...all of that just slipped away as she continued to touch me with her fingers. She took the half-finished beer from my hand, grabbed my by the bottom of my shirt and started pulling me to the bedroom. She led me upstairs to what had to be a guest bedroom. A smaller room on the second floor with nice, but standard furniture: a well made queen size bed with white sheets and a white comforter, a. He drooled at the possibilities. “I just got them!” he said real cocky like.All of a sudden, he had a feeling of power over this older woman, a sexy woman he was already thinking about fucking no matter what his young age was. Just like that, fucking sexy Jackie wasn’t that far-fetched an idea after all.She turned her head to look at him. “Josie told me you took pictures. She warned me not to get caught in my undies, that you’d be sneaking around with your Goddamn camera. She told me you’d.