Mere mausi ke ghar ke bajume hi ek gujrati uncle aur aunty rehte he. Us anty ka nam sonali he. Use dekhakar kisi ka bhi loda khada ho jaye. Aunty ki u...ar lagbhag 35 hogi par vo lagti 28 ki thi aur uncle budhe lgte the 50 sal ke. Aunty ki fig 36 32 38 he unki gand mast bhari hui juicy aaahh sochkehi mera loda hard ho jata he. Unka flat hmare mausi ke flat se bagal me aur mera mausi ke yaha ana jana rehta tha esliye sonal aunty bhi muze aacchese janti thi.Muze sonal aunty daily dikhati thi me. Perhaps it would bring my wish, with Cal in the cabin by the lake. Everyone now sang with laughter Happy Birthday to me, as I continued to smile and laugh, never wanting the evening to end. After dinner Cal drove Mel and I home to my condo, as we laughed off the evening’s events. I had been sneaking some alcohol between the disguise of my older friends. Not yet 21 it was illegal to drink alcohol in the States. I was camouflaged, I joked. Clearly affected by my birthday drinks. Cal leaned. "I mean, I don't suck or fuck the first time that a guy takes me out. It's real bad for a girl's reputation-and if a boy gets what he wants the first time, he might not ask me out again!"Jerry started to protest, but she interrupted him."I know you ate me out and I owe you some head. But not tonight. I promise, I'll blow you the next time." Wanna go out tomorrow?" he asked.She smiled."Sure," she said. "But I ain't gonna let you get blue balls tonight, Jerry. Okay if I just jerk you off?" Oh!. .. and NOW! Alex stood awaiting her in a grey top hat and a tie, not a stitch of clothing to be seen, other than the flip flop sandals! He offered her his arm, she needed it, the maids picked up the train, and without a word they set off to the large meeting room, the lead in his fingers, her ankle chain rattling at every step and her heels clicking on the hard floor. They were met at the door by the club priest, known as Abel, an ex-monk long defrocked or whatever it is monks do when they get.