"You know what I want?" she asked."What's that baby?" I want to be fucked by that big black cock. I want to be fucked hard." Do you now?" Yes my lover... fuck me with your big black cock, fuck my hijabi cunt, FUCK IT!" She pleaded moaning.She expected Donte to began slamming her hard after that, and he did not disappoint her as he slowly started moving his cock in and out of her. "How's that feel, my hijabi slut?" He asked her groaning."I'm so stuffed down there. It feels amazing...oh Aallah,. She had no choice but to follow him. She quite liked his straightforward behavior and lack of shyness.Once in the hallroom, she continued eating her food while Subhash played with Pawan. She was just about to finish lunch and get up when Pawan started crying. Shyam got a little worried, but she recognised that her son was hungry and it was about feeding time. She quickly kept her plate in the kitchen and washed her hands. Pawan had started howling by then. She hurried back, picked him up and. I got dressed in my favorite pair of jeans, and a white t shirt, and reached her place at about 11 in the morning. She opened the door and took my breath away. She was dressed in a blue saree with a matching blouse, with mascara on her eyes and her hair left open. I presumed she got out of the shower just a lil while back, as her blouse was getting wet cause of her hair. She let me in, and quickly locked the door so that the neighbors don’t see.While she had her back towards me, I got on my. ” She said and hugged me tightly. “I supposed you know how to masturbate, don’t you?” She said and I nodded. “Good. And while you’re masturbating, you must be fantasizing a woman, is that right?” Again, I nodded. “Would you like to tell me who that woman is, Rahul?” I was hesitant in answering her and tell her that she was the woman I have been fantasizing. “C’mon, boy.Tell me who she is. I won’t tell a soul.” “I-It’s you, auntie Esha.” I said finally and she was astonished. “Me? You are.