My brother Paul and his wife Cathy were there, too. They all loved her immediately and I knew if I wanted to keep my head attached to my shoulders tha... I had better treat Melody right; like I would do anything else! But it was nice to see their support for her.Paul was amused to learn that I, a Deadhead and a blues lover, had fallen for a lady who was into folk and bluegrass. Not only that, she had a complete collection of John Denver.After that first date, she limited herself to hugging me at. I ripped off her bathing suit, tearing the top and the bottoms off. Laying there, she looked fucking amazing. Next I went over to Ash. I knew she wanted the same thing, but I wanted to be even rougher with her. Without even kissing her, I ripped off her suit, leaving her naked. I bent her over and smacked her ass hard, leaving a red hand print. Growling through my teeth, I said, “On the grass, next to Joc.” She followed directions, the two of them naked as the day they were born, staring up at. Of course he’d phrased it much more politely than that, she remembered with amusement. What hadn’t surprised him was her answer, ‘Jackson’s been sticking it in anything that was willing to stand still long enough for what has to be almost five years now. Those first two years were hellish, I played the part of the wronged wife and turned into the shrew you always read about but it was the toll it was taking on my son more than anything that made me stop. Jackson had always been good to my son. So let’s dig into the story. This is a real incident that happened 6 months ago in my apartment. Her name is Neelima, I’m a die-hard fan of aunties. I have a bad habit of sniffing armpits of girls. I like summer because of sweating which I like most.I usually go for night shifts. One day while returning from the office I’m walking in the corridor of the apartment from lift to my flat. I got a strange musky smell. It aroused me and I found used the dress of girl/aunty which is dried on cable.