Tons of big shots would be there and to encourage newcomers they were to hold an amateur's contest with a very large prize pool. Sign-ups were filling...fast so without a second thought I filled in with just 2 spots remaining. The only issue was that I had no clue who I would be. I knew it had to be appealing and couldn't be some offshoot from something no one had heard of before. I usually flip a coin to decide things like this, but I had more than 2 options in mind. I wrote down several options. We continue to romp around the playground, attempting to play as many childhood games as we could remember as the rain became gradually steadier and eventually totally soaking us from head to toe. We finally decide to take temporary shelter in the jungle gym, at least until the rain eased up and to dry off a bit. We could not stop laughing as we recount some of the fun things we did before we got all soaking wet from the rain. As our laughter gradually subsided, our gazes meet and I could still. My heart thumped against my rib cage fiercely and I plunged two fingers deep inside myself. I shuddered lightly as I brushed my blonde locks from forehead with my other hand. My legs and stomach tensed in response to the familiar feeling beginning to arise within. I continued pumping my fingers in side me, moaning as I worked my entire body up into a hot mess; sweat now lightly coating my burning skin. The entirety of my pussy was becoming wetter and wetter by the second as I travelled. Still i remember in my childhood days when i was playing with divya i seen aunty changing sarees in front of me.i also seen her navel many times but that time i dont have any feeling towards her. Coming to aunty she is 38-32-36 super figure..actually her husband working in abroad so he sends required money for the family. So coming to the point i started helping aunty as every possible way by bringing water, washing utensils and cleaning dining table and i too have seen her cleavage wen blouse.