Khair, phir maine usse disturb nahi kiya, kyuki raat hone me abhi bohot der thi aur din me bhi agar saas ki chudai karne mil jaaye to mujhe kon sa aai...raaz hone wala tha. Wahan shweta jaa apne room me jaana hua aur yahan meri saas ne main door close kar diya, main foran samajh gaya ki dono taraf hai aag barabar lagi hui, jitna bechain chudai ke liye main tha usse kahin zyada bechan mujhe apni saas smt. Vimla devi lag rahi thi, wo bhi kam se kam samay me zyada se zyada chudwana chahti thi, kyuki. After I was done shooting, she said, "WAY COOL!" She looked at her hand, and realized she had some cum on it. "What do I do with this?" she asked. "Well", I said, "You can wipe it on my shirt, or you can lick it off", I said. "EWWW, GROSS!" she said. "Gross?" I asked. "Haven't you heard about girls giving their boyfriends a blow job?" "Yeah", she said sheepishly. "But most of the girls say they spit it out." "Some swallow it", I told her.She gave me a "What the hell" look, and licked it off her. Porter. She asked for an appointment for tanning, when you’ll be here.” “Do you know her?” “Yes, I do her hair once or twice a year. Very pretty lady, younger than me, maybe 35 years old.” “This doesn’t bother you?” “Are you kidding? I’m jealous.” “Jealous? You know what mom and dad would say.” Aunt Cathy laughed as she walked back to her salon. I called Leah and she asked if I would be there in an hour. An hour later I saw a black BMW pull into the driveway. A few minutes later Aunt. He replied, “Good morning, my dear Allison, come join me, have a seat.”She had started to say something but paused with the word halfway to her opened lips, when it dawned on her, “Ah- yeah, I—well I don’t quite remember your name is the thing,” she said as she hesitantly stepped forward to join him.“That’s because I never told you my name,” he paused for a moment, thinking, “You can call me Sirius.”“Like the radio thingy?” she offered up helpfully as she sat down careful keep her modesty in.