He saw my eyes, bright with lust and desire, he lowered his face and put his mouth on my weedy cunt. His tongue touched my sticky lips, licking timidl... at first. I asked him did you like its taste. He said the taste is not bad. You are sweet aunty and your cunt is also sweet. He now dove in. Licking my cunt, his tongue flicking back and forth. Like he did to his cock. I now moaned, crying, saying ” Yes, oh yes, oh javaad, sweetie lick and suck hard and fast. Oh my god. I was moaning and. She had me stand as she took me over to a closet. She opened the twosmall louver doors to revel this tall three section mirror. The kind youcan stand in front of and see yourself from different sides.When I looked in the mirror I was in shock. What I saw looking back at mesure wasn't me, instead there was what looked like a little girl, who wasmaybe about 7-years-old. While I stared into the mirror Lynn came upbehind me and handed me a doll saying, "All little girls have dollies, andnow you. His mouth was by her face, his breath fluttered her hair. His action was slow and methodical. Ian took his time since he didn't have to worry about being reported by Sasha. Her pussy was tight and seemed to be grabbing at his dick on each stroke when he exited and was still quite moist from her earlier vaginal secretions. As Ian thrust himself into Sasha there was a sucking sound due to the mucus and secretions in her vagina. Inside, Sasha was still very wet but, not surprisingly, quite. Aunty: No one will ask for her 12th class status while getting married. You don’t know much about her. It’s all because of your uncle who spoiled so much with his boundaryless love. He never scolds her even if it’s necessary. Because of that freedom, she became a complete spoiled child now.Me: Don’t worry, aunty, if you keep cursing and taunting her, she will feel sad, and that can impact on her mentally. She is just a sweet child now.I was busy cleaning the plate and talking to aunty. I did.