I got Katie to lie on her back with one leg straight and the other bent, so I could sit astride her and mash my pussy against hers, bearing my weight ...nto her. I leaned forwards and squeezed her nipples between my fingers as Katie fingered my bum. I could feel the wetness between our vaginas as we both moaned in unison. I held Katie’s hand as I put my head back and positioned myself so that my petals were in perfect alignment to her own little flower of love. I began to have little tremors. I am a freelancer and work from home most of the time i am also at home. Now my mission was to to hump aunty at any cost.One fine day i just went to her house to inquire about the gas vendor. She called me in and she brought tea and we generally started talking about families, my hometown (i am not from Bangalore) studies and all other general topics but my eyes were glued to her ass and her boobs. Soon we had nothing to talk about and i left.Days passed and i became quite close to the family. I kneeded and carressed her perfect lace covered breasts, pinching her nipples between fingers and thumbs. Catherine began to move her sweet arse into my lap, moving back and forth as if she would do when she masturbated when lying on her tummy. My cock was straining at my fly, I was desparate to release it and rub it all over my sisters pussy again. I released my carresingleft hand off her breast and moved to my zipper,I fumbled with it for a few moments, struggling to undo it then finally. Phone her.’ ‘I can’t phone her.’ Craig paused for a moment before saying, ‘swallow your pride mate.’ ‘Hmmm.’ ‘How many times did she ring?’ ‘A couple. A few.’ ‘How many?’ ‘Twenty three.’ ‘Twenty three!’ Craig choked. ‘Fucking hell. And here’s you passing on knowledge to the next generation. You haven’t done a book on social skills have you?’ ‘Alright alright. Shut up.’ ‘Twenty three. You dick head,’ Craig said affectionately. ‘This is not the behaviour of a woman giving you the brush off my.