Mai choot chatne ka bahut saukin hu, jis ladki ya aunty ko choot chatwani ho wo muje facebook k par mile.Fir kuch din baad pata chala ki unki 3 shaad... ho chuki hai maine tabi decide kiya ki inki choot marni hai kyoki jis ladki ko lund badalne ki adat ho jaye wo kabi ek lund se khus rah hi nahi sakta hai.Ek din mai apne terrace par ghoom raha tha aur wo apne 2 saaal ki ladki ko lekar apne terrace par khadi thi. Maine baat karne ki sochi aur maine uski ladki ko khilaane k liye maga. Wo muje apni. She looked fresh and had changed over to pants and t-shirt and her figure looked awesome. I was a little embarass in that dress but nevertheless asked her to come in. I closed the door behind her and told her I did not expect her. She smiled and did not reply anything. I was beginning to smell a good opportnity now. I did not go to change but sat down and started talking. She asked me what I was doing…to which I boldly replied…was actually feeling a bit ‘horny’. To this she smile and said. “Enough, kids are at home,” My aunt warned me and turned around to kiss me on my forehead. I kissed her on her neck while both of my hands fell on her big boobies to crush them lustfully for a few seconds. “It is worth waiting to fuck you, Sarita.” I said with a broad smile on my face. Although my hands got off her boobs, my hard prick was now right in between her upper thighs pressing against her sex summit. I let my hands around my aunt’s waist to take a firm grip of the kitchen sink to get. DING DONG - The door bell. I opened the door and let him in, “hey, come on in… Coffee?” “sure” So we sat down and had a cup of coffee, or at least a couple sips and almost immediately he asked if I was wearing anything nice today? I said I was . . . “Well?” I said do you really want to see it? He replied “absolutely” So I stood up taking a deep nervous breath and unbuttoned my shirt, took it off and opened my pants and looked at him, he was smiling very calmly. I opened my pants and took them.