He’s not stupid,” she went on, “and he’s a good provider, but he’s not much good for anything else!” She looked at me appraisingly, to see...if I was following her. I wasn’t sure that I was, but I smiled again, nodding encouragingly. I noticed that she was playing with the edge of her robe, twitching it as if to pull it closed, but only succeeding in pulling the edges further apart. “He’s no good to me in bed!” she continued, “In fact he likes to see me with other men!” She had my full attention. Ap to janate hi ho ke muze bhabhiya aur auntys bahut pasand hai.Aaj aisehi mai ek nayi story batane ja raha hu.Agr kisi aunty bhabhi koi bhi girl ya ladies muzse secrete sex ka maza lena chahati hai to muze mail kariye mera email id hai par.Mai college ko bus se jata tha aur aap sab jante honge subah ke vakt kitni bhid hoti hai.Aaj bhi mai hamesha ki tarah college ja raha tha aur hamare bus mai mere muhalle ki aunty chad gayi to maine unhe mere samne jagah di aur vo bhi muskurake muze smile. He started kissing her neck and fondling her ears.His one hand moved down to her breasts and teased her pouting nipple. She was so ready. Her entire body was hard and erect in every possible way. He could even feel her warm pussy soaking his shaft.As his lips touched hers her tongue kissed his and he sucked it harder. The sensation caused her body to jerk again. With that, she opened her legs even wider enabling his slippery member to slide right into her sanctuary without any further. And, anyway, in different circumstances Ginny might even have quite liked Melissa. She was a cheerful woman only slightly younger than Ginny and one, judging by her daughter, who might bring to Brian's life that bundle of joy that Ginny had failed to do.However, wherever Ginny went to read her novel, on the beach, by the hotel swimming pool, even on the hotel balcony, there was always this other woman: the one now sitting next to her under the shelter. A woman who fit her swimsuit so much.