It was already peak summer. The aunty was all in sweat wearing a sleeveless nighty. She was extremely fair and had huge boobs and ass with a cute bell.... A typical desi aunty.After putting things in our respective rooms, we decided to make something to eat. We prepared food and had lunch. There were 3 of us in the flat. We were more than just friends. All three of us – me, Suman, and Raj were bisexuals. We used to watch porn together and used to blow each other or sometimes even have sex with. ’ I was ashamed of my breathless, broken voice. ‘I can’t. Meet me, like we agreed.’ ‘I can’t do that, sir.’ There was silence for a few moments, then he took a deep, shuddering breath. His voice was as broken as mine. ‘I understand.’ I swallowed the lump in my throat and called myself all kinds of stupid. I would never know what possessed me to give in. ‘I can’t drive, sir. I broke my right foot.’ ‘Oh.’ He thought for a few moments, I could hear his wheels grinding, even over the phone. ‘Be in. Moving her hand up, she unsnapped her shorts, and easily slid her hand under the waistband, down inside, and cupped her mound inside of the tight shorts. Bound by the fabric, and her own need, she pressed against her fingers, drenching them as she squirmed lewdly in her chair.Izzy wandered down to the bathroom, and started the shower. Grabbing a brush and beginning to work it through her long black hair, she was oblivious to the fact that she had walked down the hall and now stood in the. He took his hand and slapped her ass as his cock ****d her cunt then he shoved a finger into her asshole and now sucked a tit and fucked her cunt and ass. When he filled he with cream he pulled her off his dick and took her into the house.He took her back to his play room and removed the rest of his clothes. His long thick dick was still hard and poking straight in the air. He stood her up on a bench he had designed just for sex and spread her legs. This put her pussy right at his face level.