When the live band played a slow tune, I took Dinimi's hand and guided her to the dance floor.As our first dance began, Damini seemed very tense and h...ld me at a distance. Whether it was my charming and disarming manner, or, more likely, the wine she had drunk, she slowly began to relax and let me pull her closer.As the music played and we moved to its rhythm, she told me that was the first time she had danced with a man without members of her family present.When the music stopped, I lightly. "Kinda!" she replied, unenthusiatically, "when are you going after the other girls?" Soon, not sure. We have a slight hiccup." Oh?" There's a hostile submarine not far off. It's drifting, out of fuel, but still might present a danger." Hostile?" It's from the 2nd World War. It still thinks it's fighting the Americans." This world is weird, so weird! It's like some crazy backwater and all these guys end up drifting here from somewhere else. Some think they're fighting wars with each other. Some. Aunty Sheen half-closed her eyes and pushed her large tits right in my face. I decided to ditch the teasing and immediately seized her large, dark boobs in my hands.I cupped her boobs from underneath and lifted them up till I could kiss them with my lips. I put my lips over her large, black nipple and started to roll my tongue around her areola.“Mmmm...” Aunty Sheen moaned long and low.I watched her throw her head back and crush my face against her voluptuous chest. I could tell she was. Her crotch was soaking wet. The built-up sexual tension in her must be tremendous I thought. Her juices were flowing from only kissing her. "You are even more beautiful than I dreamed you were." And that was not meant as flattery or a line just to get her in bed."This old body? You are sweet Tommy, but I'm just a lonely old woman."I stood up at her words. "You are not! You are a beautiful desirable sexy woman. A woman who still has a lot to offer any man lucky enough to win your favor. You are.