I am arvinzz from Malaysia. I had been a avid reader in this site for few years already now.. And this is the first i am writing down my story, so if ...here is any mistakes please forgive me. Let me tell about myself, i am 21 yrs old normal physique without any six packs.. If any girls like to become friends pls email me The story is about my aunty , she is 38 yrs old, fair complexion, good looking, and with a stats of 34-30-36. She always wears saree at home and in that she looks mouth. I admit my words were driven by an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I might even go so far as to say I felt indebted to you for saving my life.”“Princess Ataya...,” Yren started, shaking his head.“Stop,” she ordered, interrupting him. “If gratitude or a sense of debt was all there was, I would not have pushed my claim afterwards. I would not be insisting on my claim now.”“I’ve had a chance to consider you,” she explained with a rueful smile as she dared her hot cheeks to blush further. “In the. I'm sitting in OUR house wishing you were here right now so I could make love to you." He told her hoping to brighten her outlook."I know, and I want you right now, but that will be soon enough. Remember, with Declan around we aren't going to be sitting around half naked ready to do as we please like last weekend." She warned him."Well of course, but you just being here is half of making love. We'll find enough private time. Uh ... Declan IS a good sleeper? ... RIGHT?" He asked in feigned. The garage connected to the kitchen, and the girls were in the living room. I opened the connecting door and was met with the sound of high pitched laughter coming from there. I saw several empty wine bottles on the kitchen counter, and knew that many of the girls were well into their cups. I was a little pissed, because it meant I would have to endure them for a while longer before they left but it quickly became apparent that they hadn't heard me come in."Seriously, you played out a rape.