Main control nahi kar pa raha tha toh bathroom gaya aur mut marle marte waqt aunty ne socha isko achanak kya hua . toh wo mera piche karte bathroom ta... aa gaye main bathroom ka door thik se pura lock nahi kiya tha toh aunty ne side se dhek rahe thi pani nikal ne k baad main wapis kitchen chala gaya ,aunty ne kaha kaam khatam ho gaya? toh maine puche main samaja nahi aunty ,Aunty :bathroom main tumne jo kiya wo wala kaamme:aunty wo mainaunty :tumhe sex karna sab pasand hain kyame:toh maine kaha. Damn if her fingers weren’t sticky again. She hardly thought twice as she licked them clean.What she did think of was what she had done in front of her son and those damned pictures! She had to figure a way to talk him out of ever having anyone look at them.She got out of bead and looked at what she was wearing. Those damn panties that were made from straps and her quarter-cup push up bra. She did not even remember putting them on last night.Even as she walked toward his room the crotch strap. “I don’t have it and I never wanted it” I think to myself as you order me up the stairs still clutching a handful of my hair.You frogmarch me to the top, lifting my skirt as we ascend, watching my round ass as you take me nearer to heaven.I’ve never fucked a total stranger before and being out of my comfort zone is arousing me more than I thought it would.You strip me of my clothes and tie my hands behind my back with my bra, ignoring the scarves that are tied loosely around my bedposts. “Suck. So here I am, greeting my lover with a little challenge in mind, for later in the evening.I’d booked a table for dinner at an intimate little restaurant. It’s perfect. Secluded tables, candlelight, soft music, very discreet staff.We sit opposite each other. He can’t take his eyes off me. I’m wearing a dress that drapes seductively over my body. I’m wearing a lace bra. The fabric shows just a hint of my large nipples through it. My cleavage is showing just enough to make him want to see more.We.