I guess but her parts are pretty good I thought of having her in my bed so I was flirting her and starting there was hi and bye along with the uncle a...d aunty after few days we were little talking as I could see her through our balcony as their balcony was visible if we were working and one day uncle had to leave for business trip for some other place and aunty was alone and was doing her work dully I said hi by seeing her she just said hello in a low voice.I enquired about what had happened. I certainly don’t feel like I’m in a position to give anyone advice about her. What I thought to know about her has just turned out to be a big illusion. Ah, this damn self-pitying again. I hate myself for this, but I seem to revert to it again and again. It is self-destructive, but the role as a victim is oh so tempting and comfortable. No sense in pursuing this now, I already know that the full impact of what I’m seeing will hit me bad enough later. That it will lead to questions about my. We had a marvelous meal and some pleasant dinner conversation. At long last the lights dimmed and the emcee announced the nights entertainment with dancing to follow. The cheerleaders came out dressed in their skimpy uniforms. Sequined halter tops, tiny shorts and white knee high boots. The room stood and cheered at their entrance. As for me that wasn't the only thing standing. The girls put on a hell of a show that lasted a little more than an hour. Each one was introduced and gave a small. .through the folds of her pussy lips...and into...her inner depths...so warm from her body heat. Her oozing wetness now covers his fingers, spreading over the folds of her lips...With that animal lust, he thinks, "I've GOT to have a taste of her wetness...GOD she's driving me wild!" He removes his fingers raising them to his mouth licking her juices, enjoying this delicacy that no chef could out do...the female lubrication..."God's finest creation" he thinks to himself as he licks every sweet.