Of course, that had just perversely made me desire anal sex all the more. I had never brought it up again though, because I had known that Linda was s...rious about her refusal. With no way forward, I had regretfully given it up as a possibility.I slipped just the tip of my finger past her tight entrance, only possible because everything was so lubricated from her arousal. Linda drew in a sharp and surprised breath; it was very out of character for me to do something against her wishes like this.. " I chuckled at him and agreed, "Indeed. Now what are we going to do about it?" We were well past the teenage years of groping each other on the couch, and I wasn't in the mood for a quick paw anyhow. Over the years, I had come to appreciate long, slow, sweet lovemaking, and I instinctively knew that his man could last, to give me what I wanted. "Do you have somewhere to be in the near and not too distant future?" I asked him, coyly. "Well, now, let me think. . .nope!" "Me. Aunty dekhne me bahut khoobshurat thi unhe dekhkar lagta hi nahi tha ki wo do baccho ki ma hai figure to ek Dam mast tha unki age 30 thi or unka figure size 32 80 tha unke pati bahar rahte the, or bacche school chale jate the subah time wo akeli rahti thi gar me pahle mai unke bare me galat nahi sochta tha,bas wo mujhe acchi lagti thi aunty ki nazar se lekin ek din mai chat pe khada tha meri chhat se unka aagan shaf dikhayi deta hai wo kapde dhul rahi thi us waqt wo nighty pahni hui thi najane. .. me.”Now I was stunned. I didn’t think of Lissa as an exhibitionist, but at the same time, she didn’t mind modeling nude and was completely comfortable without clothes at home. Maybe this was something kinky.“How do you want... ? What should we... ? Where... ?” I wasn’t getting my words out very well.“I just want you both ... to sit ... there,” she said pointing to the bench at the end of the bed, “and watch me ... and not touch ... me ... or each other. I want to come for you.”Oh my god! I.