Her hair was shampooed and kept open on one side.As we both were waiting, a guy came in and waved at me. He was in his mid 50’s, quite tall around 5...��10, wearing a jade black jeans and a navy blue cotton shirt. He was wearing a leather watch on his left hand and was carrying an iPhone in his right hand. He was wearing specs too and was having semi-white hair and a trimmed beard.He was wearing Nike sports shoes. He came and did a handshake with both of us and settled down. He introduced himself. I always dream of fucking my aunty who is very sexy, she had nice boobs and back and very cute face…Her name is kamala. She was 40 and I was 22..I had completed my engineering in the year 2005 and came to bangalore in search of job and my uncle was a govt employee. I got a job and stayed with them… I didn’t have any such intentions till my uncle was alive, my uncle met with an accident and died. I was the only guy in the family and had the responsibility to take care of my aunty and her. Despite the load I had gotten rid of earlier, this one was about the same.She hesitantly licked her lips, and tasted some of my cum. She seemed unsure of what to think of it, but swallowed anyway. She moved closer, head level with my cock. She licked the head and slowly wrapped her lips around it as her tongue swirled around it. She started bobbing her head up and down, but having no experience, she couldn’t take the full length yet. She got down as far as she could, pumping and licking the. Then her hands gently reach inside and she grabs him and squeezes, "did you really think it was going to be that easy?" she whispers to him.Closing her fist tighter and tighter, she rolls over him over so that she is in the victory position. "You know its going to take more than that for me to concede" she tells him. She leans over and runs her tongue down his neck, "it's my turn to mark my territory" she whispers in his ear.He grins up a her, not all startled by their sudden reversal. Pleased,.