I had loads of GF’s in my past and had a sexual relation with them as well. However I always had an urge to fuck an Indian aunty or any married lady... I shifted my house two years back to a posh colony in new Delhi. There is an aunt who stays just next to my new house. Her name is Kamini (name changed). She is a south Indian and is a widow. Her husband expired 5 years back and is living with her son who studies in the school. Since the day I have shifted there i had an urge to fuck her hard and. Well had she enjoyed both of the young bitches' delightful tendencies, as had her lecherous husband time and again, but this night she was more concerned with the attributes of the handsome young male beside her. She had watched Max quietly lead his lovely young wife from the room to their luxurious bedroom for the first round, as planned... and now, it was her move. "And I'm getting just a little bit jealous of the way you're ogling them... with me sitting right here beside you just. She had even begun to make me wear those knickers at night now and muchto my own confusion when I was finally able to get to sleep I was wakingwith wet dreams.She woke me again the next morning with an arm full of underwear, I couldsee her looking at me as I crawled out of bed. Just seeing her was makingmy head buzz with so many different emotions now, fear being probably thebiggest one, yet somewhere somehow my captured maleness was alsotingling.With a careful peep up at her I could see her. I was in heaven, never got such furious action in a long time.After that, I decided to show her my real power, grabbed her, stood up and pushed her to the wall. Started drilling her in standing position, after some time she squirting all over me and cummed. Dropped her down and she again started giving me bj. This time I was not able to control and cummed in her mouth and all over her face and boobs.Saw the sad look on her face, guessed that she was yet not done, so started jerking my monster.