N wasa bhi wo mera first time tha..Mai bhi fir chalu hua aunty ko phadka n sidha aunty k boobs k press kar na laga ..Usna muja hall mai he sofa pa bat...ya .. N mera shots nicha kiya n directly mera penni’s uska hath mai leka ..Hila rahi thi.. Around mera 10min mai he nikal gya ..Tabhi aunty na bola ajj mera husband jaldi ana wala hai tu ajj ja tuja badh mai akha da mai lati hu ..Tabhi mena wasa he apna penni’s clean kiya uska bath room mai ja ke n jata jata aunty sa unka number liya .. N nikla n. . South Street?" she replied hesitantly.I nodded. "That makes sense, South Street is kind of the artsy area,lots of alternative lifestyle and counter-culture stuff there." How do you know all that?" she asked suspiciously."Oh," I stammered, "the Theater for the Living Arts is right there, andI've seen a couple shows at the TLA." While that was true, I'd alsochecked out some of the shops along the street there, and there weresome that sold sex toys and such. I'd even had the guts to buy. I think on this she got upset and soon closed the conversation and said we will meet tomorrow. Later I realized I should not have given her Gyan, now I wanted to rectify myself….The next day the bell rang at 7.30 and the Sex Goddess – Prema was there, I looked at her and walked towards the bed room she followed me as I entered god know what happened to me that I turned back and pushed her to the wall and started to kiss her.Our tongue and everything was inside each other….hahahah. Then she bend. She came from the rear and sat next to me. Immediately I put my hand on her blouse and into her bra, tweaking and pinching her nipples while I drove with one hand. It was like I was in some kind of half consciousness and half dream. Because it was hard to believe that I was finally feeling and playing with the biggest boobs of Bollywood. I accelerated the car almost running over people as I drove to my house. We arrived at my house. After parking the car, I almost ran out and came to her door..