He called me Mausi. May be, he is just an innocent kid and I am lusting for my own nephew. I tried to see Pappu whenever he walked around the house in...shorts or with a towel round his waist. The window of my house overlooks my sister’s house. Pappu’s room was on the first floor as was mine just opposite his room. Bindu didi’s room was adjacent to his room on teh first floor. He would come to perform my daily chores and I would invevent new excuses to call my nephew and give him glimpses of my. ....''she whispered to herself letting him go , the taller older boy taking her son from herback from her walk she pass by the pool , the boys nowhere to be seenin the bayjroom ass up he was again getting fucked and fuck in his tight butt loving every inch of his friend bbcbefore getting in the pool full of cum not aware somebody started to get interest in mei jad no chance of stopping him once mike went to go see his parent he intercept me''i know what you two are doing''i look at the older. It felt impressive but I had to see for myself. I reached down to unbutton his shirt and he let go of my mouth to watch me. I undid one at a time, my fingers touching his chest and stomach as I went. I pulled his shirt out and let my hands roam back up to his chest, rubbing my palms on his nipples. He inhaled sharply. I knew he was watching my face but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I slid his shirt back over his shoulders, taking the jacket and shirt to the floor. He definitely worked out.. We came in the room. my flat was a two room flat having a kitchen and a bed room. as soon as she entered the room i locked the door and asked her to sit. she sat we had a talk for some time she bought me kurta which she gave me. when i was about to change she asked me to change it in front of her. i removed my shirt and when i was about to wear the kurta i can see her watching my body with a lot of lust in her eyes. Later i sat beside her and took her hand in my hand and slowly while talking.