Aunty ne deep neck suit pehna tha aur main saamne hi tha to mujhe unka cleavage achchhe se dikh raha tha, suit ki sleeves short thi to gori baahein au... kammal lag rahi thi, honthon par strawberry flavor ki lipstic thi jiski fragrance mujhe madhosh kar rahi thi baalon ka bun bana hua tha ek Dum tight, gore gaal chamak rahe they body kasi hui hone ke karan suit skin fit ho raha tha jis wajah se unka pet aur nabhi saaf jhalak rahe they. Pet par suit ke beechon beech wo gehra sa crater mujhe apni. Most of the tables were taken, so I struck up a conversation with a couple that were sitting off to the side. Their names were Mike and Dianna, an attractive married couple in good shape, white and probably in their early 40's. They invited me to grab a seat and hang out, so I did. He looked a bit like a biker, shaved hear with a goatee. He was wearing a Harley t-shirt and jeans, but in spite of his slightly intimidating appearance he was pretty friendly and outgoing. His wife, Diana was. Her appreciation was visible from her cuddling up to me in the taxi and the constant kissing with her hands caressing my hair. However, I am sure she was just as much plain old horny ;) given that she was rubbing my crotch area mercilessly.We reached the apartment, I grabbed the keys from the manager and we took the elevator and barely managed to reach inside the apartment before she came onto me and before I could even put down the bags, she was pulling down my pants . She said “aaj se me. Gently, I caressed the soft lips and teased her swelling clit with the finger.Leaving Miranda’s breast, I kissed her belly, moving lower with each kiss. When I reached the auburn fur covering her mound, I paused. Rising, I moved around to the foot of the lounge. I lowered the end of the lounge, which gave me easier access to Miranda’s waiting pussy.“Everything okay?” I asked, kneeling and caressing her thighs.“It is,” she answered, her voice sounding distant and dreamy.I began at her right.