(telling so aunty released his cock. She was still on her knees and was still massaging his balls with her long fingers)Praveen: Kavi, who else can ma...e me cum wild than my friend’s wife ;)Aunty: so, does my hubby’s friend have few more loads to his friend’s wife pussy now?Praveen: I have my balls full for my desi slut.Aunty: then what are you waiting for? It’s your turn to go down on me now.(Wow.. Aunty has learned a lot, I never imagined a desi wife can be so wild in bed. She now needs a. I'd been hearing tales of Dad's sailing adventures with Uncle Ambrose my entire life. The grandest stories were reserved for outings on this boat. It was a sixty foot wooden hulled Alden Schooner. A classic design from the 1930's although this particular boat was launched in the mid 1940's. You could circumnavigate the globe in one of these, and do it in true luxury. That had once been the dream, according to dad. Much to my surprise and disappointment we did not board the sailboat. Moored. It wasn't long before the two of them were bucking against each other in a lust filled embrace, grunts and moans of pleasure coming from both of them as the stranger slammed his fully hardened cock as deep as possible into the girlyboi before pulling back, then bringing his hips forward to meet his again with an audibly wet slap.It didn't take long before the stranger began trying to warn the male of his approaching climax, but Ally paid no attention as he bucked into that thick cock, which. “Well, it means that I can be as loud as I want. Or maybe it’s you that will need to be gagged.” Knowing her as I did, I knew her erotic mind had been working, probably since last night, on scenarios of what we might do on this Saturday day and evening. I sat on the couch and Sarah removed her shorts, slowly, teasingly, staring into my eyes. She knew that I liked to watch her get undressed. I knew that she liked the way I looked at her body. It gave her chills and made her wet. She stood ten.