As much as I wanted to get home and cum, I was too curious about Mrs. Smith’s predicament to leave."Is something wrong?" I asked sarcastically takin... a seat next to Mrs. Smith on the couch."Very funny,” Mrs. Smith responded, irritated by my blatant teasing. Mrs. Smith took a deep breath to regain her composure and said, “My bladder filled a bit quicker than I had hoped. I'm not sure I can hold it until he gets home, much less however long he wants me to wait." I'm sure you can do it. You are a. Her ass is huge and whenever she bends , you want to put your device into that. Being short and fatty, anyone will like to ride her.One day, I was watching tv in the hall and my granny was bathing. After she completed the bath, she came out of the bathroom to go through the hall into dressing room. She is wearing petticoat only covering her boobs and hardly reaching her thighs. Her wet boobs sticking to the petticoat are clearly visible and while she turned back to go to dressing room. Her ass. Then she took me to her home and applied band aid and asked me sorry.this is how we got know each other. In few days she used to ask me how am I and we became friends. After my exams were over in that day she called me to her home. There she was wearing a blue color transparent sarrie she was 39 but she is completely a sexy aunty with big boobs and she is fatty and have few bulges in her stomach also. But her body makes me tempered.She asked me to have lunch and then go to your home at night so. I have never worn the heel height of the usual cowboy boot, so I had no trouble running toward the fight. In the process, I ran past seven picketed horses.As with any arroyo, it curved back and forth and widened and narrowed, so it was relative safe to approach the ambushers even if they knew that I was in the arroyo. However, Helen and Martha were distracting them to the point that they paid no attention to me. The fools were still trying to shoot the women with .44 pistols and the women were.