This particular evening was no exception. I was in my favourite black silky, slinky cocktail dress, setting off my jet black hair which was drawn up o... top of my head in a French Twist. There was no need no need for a jacket on this balmy summer evening. I was dressed for seduction although now seduction was far from my mind. The black hold ups and matching lacy lingerie underneath were now seemingly a superfluous frivolity. I busied myself with deleting text messages from my mobile phone,. Now as the sun rise , she came out to make her cunt juice for her son as he needs it every morning. Bharati devi was sitting by spreading her fat legs in two different direction and her saree was upto her waist and she was fingering her fat old cunt and her cunt juice were flowing down her thigh,and she is collecting thosejuices and kkepping it in a glass. After collecting half glass juice she stand up and went to her room and after entering her room she closed the door. It was 6’30 am.Then. It was a two-storied house, and the next home to it also had the same level.So now coming to the day when it started. I clearly remember it was 6 pm and the sun was about to set. I was sitting near the wall on the ground when I heard the door of the terrace opened up, and the hot aunty came into my life. Maaya aunty walks in wearing tees and leggings. She was 40 and mother of one but still had the body of a young lady. I came to know how she had this body just after that. She started. She blushed as she saw the six 16 year old boys, but quickly relaxed when I told her we were there to take turns using every single one of her holes.“First, wash that cum off your face. We want a fresh canvass.”As we entered the house, she quickly rushed off. She came back all fresh faced and obviously eager. I sat down on the lounge and said, “Get on her knees and suck our cocks.”My friends all started undressing, and Slutyasainwifey’s eyes lit up as she saw their huge, semi-erect dicks..