Chinni(name changed). Her baby was in her arms I went near her to play with her baby there I saw her cleavages oh they were visible from her odhni. Ma...y days went by after that I was really attracted to aunty. One day while I was masturbating I was thinking of aunty I really wanted to see her so I put my cock in and straight went to auntys house I rang the bell. She opened the door what I saw was mind blowing she was in a gown. Her gown was giving the print of her boobs I think that she was not. He reached over her and grabbed two pillows, positioning them under her ass and tilting her pelvis up so that her pussy was completely exposed to him. She lay there watching as he grabbed his stiff cock and rubbed it up and down over her swollen cunt. Jenny moaned with need and pleasure as he teased her. "Mmmm. I can feel the heat of your cock on me, Tim. God...you're driving me crazy."Tim smiled and maneuvered his cock to the entrance of her opening. He locked eyes with Jenny as he slowly. ..After ten days, Miss Jones was sexting with one man, whose writing made her cunt drip more and more each day. He was a gentleman but he also had a wicked tongue. He seemed to know all her triggers and she was actually hoping he would ask to meet. She wanted his fingers inside her as he triggered her with whispered words. She wanted to kneel and suck his cock. She even wanted him to pin her down and drill her. When he called her a 'big titted, horny little nympho', she felt like a nympho for. She lived alone and had for a long time. Trace saw her at least twice a week. They spoke on the phone between times. Pam was French and wore the plain high hemmed black dresses I imagined all French waitresses wore. Even passing fifty her legs suited them. The temptation to see what I might see each time she sat was almost irresistible. One time she locked herself out of her place. She rang our place. Trace was out but I drove over to help her. I could remove the louvers from her laundry.