1 bar didi kahi sadi me gai thi to subah ane wali thi to aunty ne kaha ki mai unke yaha sone aa jaun bcoz unhe dar lagta h, mummy ne mujhe bhej diya.a...nty ki age 50 sal thi, aur chuche bade the par utne tight ni the, par mujhe fark ni padta kyuki kaise v hon chodne me humesa muth marne se jyada hi maja ata h. mai gaya to unlogo k pas ek hi bedroom tha.To hum aur aunty dono bed k corne par so gaye. aunty ne maxy pehna tha, sayad wo v sharma rahi par dar lag raha tha isliye mujhe bula liya tha.. She reached over and gently massaged the crotch of his pants. She knew, after the conversation just minutes earlier that she would have to take control for the time being. “Too distracting?” she purred as she unzipped him. Don was slightly hard already and she could feel him begin to swell even more. But before he could give her an answer, she had his growing cock out of his underwear and was stroking him to hardness. “Why don’t you take the … uh … longer way back to my hotel,” she whispered. ..can't! Please don't make me!" The desperation in her voice drives a stake though my heart and I just want nothing more than to protect her and fix whatever is hurting her so much. I stroke her wild mass of soft dark curls and kiss her on top of her head. Easing my left hand under her hair, I slip it around to the back of her neck and start to massage her there. Hoping it will help calm her down some so she can tell me what is going on. I kiss her head again, breathing in the scent of her. He knows I am writing and doesn’t object.Several days ago, I was reading your book and one of the letters excited me. The writer spoke about “whacking off her cunt” which referred of course to playing with her pussy. I had never heard that expression and I thought I’d like to read about her whacking off her cunt, while I whacked off my cunt. My husband wasn’t due home for two or three hours. So I gave no thought of being discovered, my only thoughts were of rubbing my clit and coming.I keep my.