Her moans and groans increased but she kept her eyes closed. I gradually inserted my finger inside her wet pussy and started inside-out fingering and ...hen increased my speed. My middle finger was inside her cunt and my thumb was pressed into her ass-hole. Yogita’s moans also increased and then she felt orgasm after orgasm.I then asked her to remover her bra and turn around on her backs. She readily obliged. I liberally applied anti-cellulite oil on her beautiful breasts and flat stomach. I. I have a well built body and strong enough to accept any challenge. My story goes like this.One evening I was returning from market on my bike and suddenly a good looking aunty of around 38 years age, stopped me and asked me for a drop till next cross. She was carrying two bags seem to be heavy and was looking tired. Generally I don’t care, but this time I agreed for a drop. It’s only a 5 min journey. She got down from the bike at the next cross and asked for my cell number. I gave my number to. I thought about the couple of times I had done this in secret when Iwas raiding my mom's clothes, and how I had needed to stuff socks orsomething inside her bras, then put on a blouse to hide the obviousfakeness of those dead unfeeling sock-breasts. I looked down at mycleavage, grinning like an idiot."Where did you get these bras?" You'd be surprised at the stuff you can find on the ocean floor," shesaid. I imagined some wild drunken party on a boat, with clothes goingoverboard.It made sense to. I wiped my brow, my long shiny black hair tied back in a pony tail, and took a sip from my water bottle. I was wearing a small tank top cut away at the waist and tiny red running shorts. I told myself that I wore such brief attire in order to ward off the heat but I couldn't deny the element of vanity involved. After all, I worked hard to keep my body in shape and to be quite honest I liked showing it off. It always got me going when a carload of girls from the local college would slow.