This is my email ID only aunties can contact me, and give feedback, girls please stay away. I always fond of mature aunties, because they are the one...who look beautiful as well as sexy and also more hornier…Well this is my real life story which happened last year. It will be little longer so please kindly excuse. We are the family of four newly shifted to this house. The day when we are shifting the house I saw a lady in our street crossing my house her age must be around 38 to 40, little. "You don't know how long it's been..." My thumbs powerfully massaged down the soft grooves around her spine. "...since I was pain-free." Something popped in her upper-back. " -- aah!" "Did it hurt?" She swung her shoulders freely. "No! That's the first time the throbbing ever stopped!" The elevator opened on the fourth-floor. "Perfect timing." "What do I owe you, Mr. Instant-Healer?" "Just glad to be of service." "How much would you charge, for a full-massage?" "Elevator massages are a little. Soon I move down to her belly and before you know it I'm trying to get my hand in her panties. She fights me off and tries to push me away but she soon succumbs to the art of alchohol induced seduction. LOL! Her eyes are shut and shes swaying to and fro as my fingers find that oh so sweet warm and slippery sex pot. I'm working to get her shorts off but having a hard time trying. We're sitting in last row of the bus and nobody in the opposite row so we had plenty of room to stretch out and she. ‘NOT GOOD’ I thought. The only relief was the fact that Death was on the ground too. We both recovered at about the same time, but since I had the lighter blade, I was able to mount my offensive first. Combining my wrestling experience with sword play, I swept out to the right as if to use a sweeping single leg take down, but instead holding the back of my blade about 3 inches from my shoulder and twisting as my shoulder lined up with his hip, which brought the blade slicing through Death’s.