Our new friend walked directly to her and lifted her chin up where she looked directly into his eyes. And he said, “I’ve come a long way to fuck y...u sweetie, and I’m sure neither of us will be disappointed.” With that, my wife’s knees began to sag, and he caught her, picked her up, and said, “Which way to the bedroom.” I pointed the way and followed them to the bedroom. He placed her gently on the bed and began removing his clothes. She watched with partially opened eyes and it was obvious that. I pressed her soft butt cheeks in my palms and fingers again and again and my fingers got buried in her ass crack.Mamatha aunty just paused on the stairs enjoying the feel of my hand on her ass. I moved behind her and pushed her by pressing my body on her back to tell her let’s move to our room. My hands kept on fondling my beautiful Mamatha aunt’s ass and her soft belly as we enjoyed our lonely walk in night’s darkness towards the door with my aunty not at all opposing my kinky acts. Mamatha. ‘I’m going to cum…’ she whispered. ‘Cum with me!’ My cock fired, the excalamation point on the end of her command. I could feel her pussy squeezing my fingers and her asshole flexing on my cock. I blew what seemed the biggest load of my life, gasping in her ear, her writhing against me. And that’s when it left. The inhibition gave up. Threw in the towel and packed it’s bags. Cum gurgled and dripped as she removed herself from my dick. ‘Oops! Don’t wanna leave a mess! What kind of houseguest. It is getting late and Christy asks if she can stay the night, I don't mind I reply. Christy is a few years younger than I and a friend I met at work; we enjoy each other's company and find comfort when we are together. Once the movie, some chick flick is over I offer her something more comfortable to sleep in, she says sure, whatever you have would be fine, so I get her a pair of my soft cotton short shorts and one of my husband's wife beater tank tops. She walks to the other side of the room.