Amitha Aunty: Now insert thedildo into my vagina and fuck me.I put the dildo into her pussy and started to fuck her slowly. She was moaningand she was...crying like ‘Fuck me, fuck me baby, fuck me baby after few minutes Istarted to fuck her faster and harder. She was moaning so loudlythen I slowed down.Amitha Aunty: It’s ok now you can fuck me harder and I will not moan loudanymore.I pushed and pulled the dildofaster and faster and she started to moan but this time she kept her hand onthe mouth. She reached up to unbutton his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and placed it on the back of his chair. She turned back to him and dropped to her knees, reaching for his belt buckle; know the picture she made, knowing she was making him harder with each move she made. The experience was making her moister than ever, more ready for him. Her knuckles deliberately brushed over his thickened shaft several times, while she opened his pants and pulled them and his underwear from his hips. At eye. He knelt in front of me, got my pants all the way down and spread my legs so he could rim my ass, then worked his way back up to deep throat my throbbing cock. As I got hotter, I was still stroking the other guy's cock. He stood up and moved toward me, stroking it near my face. I moved forward and took it in my mouth, finding I enjoyed the smooth feel and salty taste. I tried to imitate the action that was going on in my own lap, moving up and down, getting hotter as I sucked and got. She never went to sleep till I returned home after late night parties. She had never complained of the sexual orgies that I used to have at my house so often. She was middle aged, a spinster and was living with me in my house. I hesitated for some time and then finally decided to wake her up. I put on my negligee and went to her room and called her. She woke up and came to me. I told her of my condition that I was unable to sleep unless she could find somebody to sleep with me. Jena.