I eased down, and settled into a kneel. Reached up, and put my hands on her hips. Kari watched me, saying nothing, as I skimmed my fingers across her ...overed thighs, then her upper legs beneath the shorts. Her skin felt hot. I ran my hands behind her . . . and felt her back there. I was feeling Kari’s butt. I was feeling Kari’s butt.Kari said nothing. Only smiled down to me, her hands to her sides.“I want to . . . take off your shorts,” I said to her.Kari just kept smiling. She didn’t. After about ten minutes Tina came back and closed the door."I went up to him, snuck my hand under his cover and felt up his dick and balls. They were all wet and sticky. His pubes were soaking wet with cum. He confessed that he had been jerking off every night thinking about me and that the last two nights listening to us made him so horny that he beat off twice. While he confessed I felt his cock come back to life. It is quite large. With such a big and hard cock in my hand I could do only one. "Oh fuck," I moaned. "Mr. White, you're fucking me."Mr. White, my neighbor, the father of the kids I used to babysit, friend of my mom and dad, husband of the nice Mrs. White, a man I've known since I was five years old, had his hard cock deep inside my pussy. "Yes Kali," he said. "Fucking that sweet pretty pussy of yours."I needed to be on top. I wanted to ride Mr. White. I pushed him over to the side and he knew what I was doing. With his cock still inside my pussy, we maneuvered so I was now. I told him that she’s my aunty and his eyes rolled in disbelief.“Please don’t mind Nikhil, sir, but is she available?”“Available? You idiot, she’s married to a wealthy man. She won’t even look towards a piece of shit like you.”Suresh gave me an angry look. Maybe I shouldn’t have called him a piece of shit.“Listen, brother. What I meant was you don’t fit anywhere near what that kind of woman wants. If I angered you, I apologize.”“Oh no, Sir, I know I’m a lowlife. Also, when I asked about her.