So I was standing in the queue.I heard a voice of calling my name to my surprise it was sangeetha aunty she was in a black saree,she was looking so ho... in that saree.She came near to me and stood back of me in the queue.As the people started to come more and more near to the entrance of the bank.The crowd started to puch more in front.Sangeetha aunty was standing beside me.1st I accidentally touched her right mellon with my elbow I felt so soft.Then my little monster mind started to work to. I stared at my fingers in my lap, temptation begging me to look up. I felt Andy brush passed me, he smelled like Axe and sweat. I climbed off of the island and pulled up a bar stool, picking at my nails in my lap. When I looked up again Andy had half a pastry in his hand chewing loudly. "Oh, so my pastry managed to fly into your mouth?" I purred, giving Andy somewhat a seductive glare. He chuckled, I watched his chest jump and his muscles tighten. Clothes? No? OK. "Gimme. Now." I said, holding. She got wetter and wetter, almost flowing, bucking against my face. Her pussy was hungry, almost greedy for my mouth’s attention. I don’t know how long it took till she came in a wet rush, thrusting her pelvis up into my face moaning YES over and over. She rolled to her side, my face still firmly locked between her legs giving her even more control. I had never experienced a pussy as wet as hers. Not like some porno-squirt thing, just wet, flowing with pussy juice. I could not stop licking and. Books are my only companion this lonely house’.I felt a bit sad as the rumours were that her husband had cheated on her after she was affected by the accident.I consoled her and said,’Don’t worry auntyji. I’ll visit you every time I come here.We can be good friends’.She smiled and went into the bathroom for a bath.I started reading some comics and was lost in the comic world.After some time she called me to get her towel.She had forgotten it on the chair in front of the bathroom and looked like.