She acted as if she was having too much fun to notice. Mike could actually see flashes of hair with each leg movement. She would pedal fast and laugh ...ike a c***d because she actually was enjoying herself. They pedaled to shore in the shade to rest and she started talking about Jonathan. She said that she probably shouldn't tell him but when they were dating, they had made love on a shore just like this one. In time she told him of few more adventures they had then switched to tell about Ricky. I turned to talk to her about what I needed to do and almost dropped my mallet. She sat there, head back, swallowing her Diet Pepsi, legs crossed and skirt slid up to a place that I shouldn’t have been looking. I wasn’t sure if I should tell her that I was partial to pink panties, but I soon decided that may be a little out of line.I kept my mind on my work, just wanting to get it done and get home to salvage what might be left of my evening. My growling stomach reminded me of the sandwich. She told me to sit down and she offered me a glass of water.I got a naughty thought and pulled aunty’s hand and poured the water on her boobs on top of the saree. She got shocked but happy with my intention. I can see that on her face. The wet saree which is already transparent got almost touching to her skin and boobs are ready to come out of the bra and ready to get into my mouth. Even her navel is so sexy and deep that I wanted to fuck that navel really hard. Our body temperatures are. The wetness from our mutual anticipation allows me slide into you all the way and pull you tight to me. “Oh God yes! Your cock feels so good!”, you whisper as low as you can. “Your tight pussy has me so fucking hard!”, I whisper. With my pants still on my balls are forced outward and you feel them press against your clit as I grind you. You push back, I hold your hips, and we begin grinding and fucking slowly. I undo my pants and let them fall to the floor then pull out of you just long.