After I dried myself, I was looking much like a young girl with a dick and I was hard as well because of her presence and her smell.She took out a bra...and a thong from her bag. I told her I won’t be able to wear the thongs because of my hard-on and she told me she will make it go.I wore the bra and she hooked it from behind and now I thought she will jerk me off but she reached out to her bag and took out something which really shocked me. It was a butt plug, a silicone one and she told it had. I was doing it very fast, yet it was slow, given the hotness of aunty.Till that day, I often used to masturbate thinking about her. I would never miss a chance to have a glance of her. Sometimes, I would to go her house and chat for a while. She was driving me crazy. One day, I was sitting on her home chatting with her.She was looking sexy! Dressed in tight green salwar, she was stunning. Her boobs looked so huge that my cock was getting tight and big. I was feeling restless. I asked for a. I moved up her body and kissed her nipples then sucked on them. I felt her hand reach between our bodies. She guided my cock to her pussy. I look at her“Are you sure?”“Yes Brad, give it to me. Our first time wasn’t special. I’m healed and I want your cock to be inside me. You felt so good that night.”I slowly slide my cock into my fine wet pussy. I could see more of her pussy juices being pushed out as my cock went in. Once I was balls deep, I kissed this beautiful woman lying under me. I. The wind was knocked out of her, and the branch was on her leg. As she struggled for breath she realised that she had been fortunate, as the grass and leaves under the tree were wet and had cushioned her back in the fall, and the treacherous limb had already rolled away. Then the pain started in her thigh. She knew that her leg must be broken, but she didn't have the breath to scream in pain.Fortunately, Mrs Beale had heard the crack of the branch falling, and came out her house to take a.