Automatically his hand, holding the rag, went to the smears of paint inches away from her pussy. Automatically he pulled it away again, plugging the n...ck of the can and tipping it to re-wet the rag. Then he removed the paint. His eyes darted from where he was working to the two black and almost leathery looking lips that closed her off to his view. There was a thin stark stripe of bright pink between those lips, just like the lips of her mouth went from dark, outside, to pink inside. He didn’t. It had been like many weekends before since I moved to this god forsaken town. The hell hole of California. Its summer time which means another 103 degree day. This town is absolutely the worst place to live anywhere. Or it would be if not for one redeeming fact. For some reason the women in this town are wild. Wild as in they love to fuck. I guess when you live in a place where its too hot to go outside and there is nothing to do anyways, the one thing you can always do is fuck. For what ever. My aunty who normally wears only saree ws in jeans and low cut top and the guy was not a thief but was looking somewhat like a call boy.My Aunt was shocked to see me and could not speak a word. I realised that something is very fishy and at same time that guy didnt knew that she is my aunty and said thought that i am a call boy too and asked me to leave and dont take his customer. At that time i realised the whole movie of my aunty and i slapped that guy and told him reality and sat in car and. She had some pictures of naked women; some of whom I recognized; one of her friends and the wife of a guy I knew from work. She also had videos of women screwing; now these caught my attention! The videos weren't full length porn flicks but they were well done. All of them started from a POV angle showing the guy's cock inside the women's pussy after which the view widened. I recognized two of the women immediately as wives of guys I knew from the office. It was so fucking cool! One woman was.