M lifts her right leg and brushes her inner thigh against my leg. “What do you want me to do, Gil?” she purrs. I turn around in her arms and kis... her lips. I slide my right hand up her back and close my fingers around her damp hair. Pulling her head back, so I can crush her lips with a kiss. She moans and presses her body harder against mine. “On your knees, now,” I whisper, my lips still on hers. M quivers in my arms and gasps. Her cheeks turn red. She obeys and lowers herself to her. I scolded myself having dirty thoughts about her and allowed her in and asked” where is your Mom, isn’t she coming, Neha”.“No, Uncle, Mommy was busy and asked me to help you with your back pain”.“Are you going to message my back, let me see if you are better than your mom? I was about to take bath, you can scrub my back and help me out”. Normally, her mom would join me in the shower and help me on these occasions and simply wash my back, and anywhere else I could not reach and it was really a. I looked at her in the eyes, while I moved closer, standing up her butt.“Get a good fuck in my pussy, but then pound my ass hard, please…”I could not believe my luck. I was going to pound that nice sweet cunt and then the most exciting buttocks I had ever dreamed.So I got behind the sensual divorced babe and guided my cock to her cunt.It was so wet, that my dick slid right in very easily. She moaned. Her sweet cunt was not too tight; but it was very well lubricated.I started thrusting in her. Threaded under his briefs were the suspender straps holding up hisstockings. She liked him wearing a suspender belt. He told her that as hewalked the straps moved against his thighs so he was always aware of them.Not that they restrained him, but somehow their resemblance to bondagestraps was erotic. Before he had pulled the briefs over them she wasthinking how they echoed the bars of a prison cell, or those bars inside ashop window to protect valuable goods. The belt formed an arch joining.