He could see the folds of her inner lips and their sweet glistening juice. At first he dabbled his fingers around the entrance. They were so smooth �... slippery like honey on velvet. Even though he had been invited, Matt felt he needed to proceed with respect. He moved his fingers - palm upwards, with a gentle backwards and forwards action. Almost without thinking, his two longest fingers curled upwards and they disappeared into her hot, wet cunt. “Aaaaah… yes, Matt!” “Oh! Mrs Morris!” Matt’s. She was around 35 a few years younger than my aunty and I could tell she was the maid. Aunty said ‘its okay I have help go and wait food will be ready in twenty minutes.’Then after 25 mins we were having food and the maid was serving and my eyes drifted towards the maids big round boobs. The pallu was not covering much and the cleavage was a beautiful sight. After we had food the maid took the leftovers and left. I asked aunty ‘when is uncle coming I want to go out’ She just laughed and said. Then she stepped up for another hug and kiss.Got to where we hugged a lot and she tried to get as close to me as she could.“Why does it get like that?” she asked me.“Things just happen,” I told her. “It feels good. You make me feel really good.”One day we were cuddling and... “Derek. Your hand...”I realized where my hand was, molded on the crotch of her jeans.I jerked my hand back. “I’m sorry. Kinda wasn’t paying attention.”I steeled myself for her to be upset. Wrong.“I really started paying. Amita and I sat there quietly sipping our drinks and watching the time pass. It had been fifteen minutes. Wasn’t Anil done yet? Shouldn’t Sunita be coming out of our room full of his seed by now? It struck me that they could have used our guest room. Sunita shouldn’t be in our marital bed with Anil’s cock inside her. It was too late for those thoughts, though. As my mind delved deeper and deeper into imagining their intertwined bodies, I realized my cock was straining to escape my pants. The.