As I started to feel her pussy it was becoming more relaxed and moist.I moved to her other breast and when I was sucking her nipple I gently let my te...th run over the nipple. As I did this she appeared to enjoy the feeling. Because of the change in position my hand that was feeling her pussy moved and now was near her butt hole. I took this opportunity to finger around the area but did not penetrate her hole. She rocked her hips and I was not sure if she liked it or not so the decision as. After their husbands left the girls' mothers stopped dying their hair and it went from blonde to brunet in a matter of weeks." Well I don't have a reason to dye my hair," Kathy said with another moan as Ben wedged his two fingers into her slit as far as they'd go, "so you didn't have to see my cunt hair to know I'm a natural redhead." I know," Ben said, "but I still like to see it, stroke it, eat it, and fuck it." If that's the order you plan to go in than I think we're up to eating my cunt,". “Why shouldn’t I?”, Aunty retorted.Dipika stayed shut.I wanted to help and I could think of only one way to do that.“I wanted her, Aunty. I called her to my room and asked her if we could do this.” I told Sharmila Aunty and Dipika’s eyes widened. I gave her an assuring stare with the hope that she wouldn’t say anything that would prove otherwise.“Oh, so you wanted to fuck her? And how were you planning on doing that?”, Aunty looked straight at me.“What?”, I couldn’t understand what she was. So we agreed and here how it played out:we agreed to meet a Friday night after work in the city centre in a bar I know but never go to. It’s quite upmarket and swanky, darkly lit with an oval bar in the middle with stools around it. The fantasy is we are strangers and so we don’t know one another. I went from work and booked into a hotel and my wife was to go straight to bar.I was meant to arrive five minutes after her but was deliberately late by fosters minutes. This was especially down to.