” Your fingers spread my cheeks and there is a sudden, sharp stab at my anus. “Oww!” I turn quickly, opening my eyes. You step back, laughing. I... your hand is a plastic bottle. I stare at you, wincing as the shampoo runs unheeded into my eyes. “You’re going to fuck me with a bottle of shower gel?” “Oh, you big baby.” You open the bottle and squirt gel onto your hand. “This bottle top isn’t half as big as what you shoved into my ass. C’mere, you big wuss.” You start soaping my cock and balls. It was a typical marriage. Friday nights became ladies' night, and Saturday nights was hanging out with the guys, getting drunk. Eventually, it got to the point where we would spend the whole weekend apart, than together. The babysitter didn't mind, because it was more money in her pocket. She was sexy as hell, and I wanted to fuck the shit out of her, but she had a boyfriend, so unfortunately that never happened. I was in the local bar, when one of my wife's friend, Tina was in there drinking. In all honesty, she had to admit almost all of her female friends had already gone down that road and she had watched them in a state of confused dismay wondering where she had gone wrong.It wasn't a question of not trying her best to cut out a male all her own from the herd and guiding him into constant sessions of love-making on a daily basis just for the purpose of bragging rights on her own little one. Most of her relationships turned out to be with married men and men that had no intention. Coming to the story I am very much interested in sex especially I am interested in married aunts, especially the mature aunts with deep navel, big ass and their hanging boobs I like looking at navels fleshy belly and exposed boobs of my neighboring aunties when they are busy doing their household activities, my interest in aunties started when I was 10 years old there was an aunty named Rani who lived three houses away from our house when I was studying in my fifth std Rani aunty was thirty at.