We watched TV for some time and switched it off when i found my aunty was already in sleep.After some time I remembered the day when I saw my aunty in...her petticoat and the smae personi now sleeping beside me now. I thought of utilizing this opportunity. She is in an ordinary saree and to check her conciousness, I turned towards her and placed my left hand on her waist. After confirming that ther is no jerk in her, I proceeded further.I slowly started rubbing her waist over her saree. Then I. She climbed off my body and dressed me in her stockings, which excited me so much that I could hardly wait to shoot my load. “Oh dear, you are a naughty boy aren’t you,” she said while she stroked my legs and asked how it felt to be wearing nylon stockings, before I could answer she climbed on top of me where she fucked me and gave me the best moment of my entire life. Because I had cum so many times I was able to keep going and take everything she threw at me, I felt on top of the world as I. You're naughty, but I love you anyway. You're a stud, and even though I've never been with a man, I know it's true," I let out, continuing to please myself before I closed my eyes. "Wow, I'm even crying now."I immediately began picturing that very same orgasm again, and my entire body vibrated. I didn't fight with myself on my feelings; I just embraced them as I saw Brodie shoot his load. Even though it fresh in my mind and I had never been with a man, I knew that be great sexual. "Just like I turned yours", she laughed. If I had been paying attention then I would have seen the little vixen dancing in her eyes, but, then again, maybe I did and ignored it anyway...Jen spent most of the day getting the house ready, preparing food and just doing the average hostess stuff. I noticed, however, that as the time got closer she prepared more like she was going on a date than having friends over for drinks.She wore a new shelf bra that I had not seen before. It was that kind that.