Since it was summer we couldn’t go out. So normally we sleep after lunch, there was no TV at that time. No other friends, it was me Nisha aunt. She ...ad huge collection of comic books. I used to steal comic books from her collection when i leave to town. One day, after lunch we were about to sleep… I was not used to sleep on day time, so it was difficult for me. She was lying beside me, after sometime i felt she is moving away from bed. When i peeped through corner of my eyes, i saw she drawn. I could feel that he was alive right under the skin as if it had a life of its own. He may not have been talking to me but his cock sure was. The little jumps, getting a little softer and then suddenly rock hard again. I could feel it pulsing as if to a beat when I held it in my throat for a while.The television suddenly turned off or seemed to at least and now the only sounds were being made by me. There was a soft squeaking of the springs in the chair as I worked on him. It was like going. I could feel my foreskin gliding over the sensitive part of my dick. The white guy came over her face and she licked his dick clean. He moaned as she gasped for air. With cum still shining on her face she began to finish off the second cock.The massive tool had grown to more than 7 inches but Katie was fitting it all in, she was gagging, but looked like she was loving it. Finally he pulled it out and gasped "I'm gonna cum" the ropes landed all over her face. There was so much that she had to. Soon Binu would be off too to play his daily evening cricket. She hoped Deen would develop an interest in athletics like Prem and build his physique too. Manya wished her sons were also lithe, strong and well built like Prem. Binu had potential but she was worried about Deen. Standing there in the kitchen, making coffee the horny housewife smacked her lips and looked at herself. Her clothes were still crumpled and her hair quite disheveled. The saree kept slipping right below her hip bone since.