Ye sun kar aunty blush karne lagi.Mai dheere dheere aunty ke baalo ko sehlaane laga aunty bhi kuchh nahi bol rahi thi mai samajh gaya tha ki aunty bhi...ready hai mujhe dene ke liye.Maine dheere se aunty ke kaan me bola”Aunty kya mai apna bday gift le lu” ye sun kar aunty mere taraf turn hui aur blush karke boli tum bahut naughty ho.Unki naughty smile dekh kar mujhse raha nahi gaya aur maine unko lips pe ek 2 min lambi kiss de daali.Wo boli raj ye kya kar rahe ho koi aa jaega mai bola aunty koi. Names and locations have been changed to protect the both the innocent and the guilty. That being said, this story takes place about 20 years ago during my junior year of college. I, back then, was a young African American student at a predominantly white small university. I was 5'11", about 175 lbs with a lean muscular sculpted sprinter's body. I had earned a four year ride here, and the hours on the track and in the weight room have given me an impressive physique. I would have considered. She was skinny not very develop yet and neither was I. I never really had a thing for her but none the less she was still very attractive. She was a straight girly girl who always had her hair and nails always done.The first night she and my sister were watching a movie and just doing each others hair. I decided to join their little movie night and watched from the other side of the room. After she finished my cousin and I noticed that my sister had fallen asleep. I told her to go upstairs and. I said how, he said your wife Priya… “I bet she will have sex with me” i almost felt like laughing, but i just told Mr Patel “Sir i think you had a little too much, let’s call it a night”. He said “No, Arjun i can prove it”. To humor him i just asked how. He turned to me said “Just a little bit of alcohol and then what matters to her will be sex and only sex”. I said he stood no chance, i mean Priya was a pretty good looking woman and Mr Patel wouldn’t have looked half decent in his young.