Uncle ki wife kya kantaap maal thi. Unke bade bade boobs. Unki gaand aisi ki dekhte hi buddhe ka bhi lund khada ho jaye. Unki gaand thodi baahar bhi t...i, shayad uncle ko unki gaand se kuch jyada hi pyaar tha.Aunty ki age lagbhag 33 saal hai aur unka figure 34-30-36 tha. Figure dekh ke imagine kar lijiye ki kitni sexy rahi hongi woh. Unka rang ekdum gora ki chune pe laal ho jaye. Unki ek beti bhi hai jo class 4th mein padhti hai. Mera college subah 9 baje se 3 baje tak hota hai. Aate aate. I felt sinking even deeper into you…”Do you like it”, you asked? “Do you like me being a your slut…or….”, you smiled….”maybe you prefer being a slut?”Before I could answer you moaned “Oh…I had forgotten how good it is with a hot dick in my butt…”You looked at me, smiled that Mona Lisa smileMy brain went close to over heated…..I thought of your words saying you had forgotten how good it was. I knew for sure I had not buttfucked you before… “Jesus”, you moaned. You leaned backwards, positioned. She kept twirling her finger through the curls around her ear like the girls did at school. I felt bad for Dad. ‘No, sure. I mean, that’d be fine,’ I stuttered my way through a response. The adults went back to small talk, and after a moment, Maddy nudged me in the ribs with a bony elbow. I turned towards her, and she motioned out of the room with her chin. I nodded and followed her into a spacious kitchen area. She perched on a tall stool, and I took the one next to her. I couldn’t help. I was in no hurry to get back to the emptiness of my bachelor den. My good old Royal Enfield thumped lazily beneath me at 50 km/h. I removed my helmet and let the cool and dry Bangalore breeze flow through my hair. It was a good feeling and everything seemed perfect as I was driving along.I noticed a red Hundai Santro parked to the side on the middle of the bridge. I could also see the shape of a person near the railing. I slowed my Bullet to see what was going on. It was a woman I could not.