I am going to share some real life incidents. This is not a story. I have not added any artificial masala and all. But I have changed the names of the...women and my name. This is a real incident with this hot aunty.First, let me tell you about me. I am the only son of my parents. My name, let’s say Sanjay. Till date, I had sexual encounters with 4 women of different ages. I was born and brought up in Andhra. It was a beautiful village. From childhood, I am a person who loves to be alone. The. "I turned around and kissed her. While I was doing that, I wished that her pain would ease up so she could hardly feel it. After a few minutes, we caught our breath and I moved her up under the shower.As the pink tinged water flowed off her, she said, "Ewww." What?" I said. "I know this can't be the first time you've seen blood in the shower. It's perfectly natural." I guess. It just doesn't feel right."We took turns washing each other and I got to do her hair again. I don't think I'll ever get. M.G!’. What would she think of me? What is she going to do? I was scared literally.But she gave me a witty naught smile and lifted just her ass to free me from pain. I slowly removed it.Without saying a word, I got out of the curtain, closed it back and removed my shoes and turned around. Through the curtain her hand grabbed my ass and was squishing it slightly, I was astonished. I heard “Sir..”So I peeked back in, she said, “you grab mine, I grab yours!” I started saying, “I promise, I didn’t. He walkedinto the hotel and went up to the clerk again, “do you have any new messagesfor me”, he said formally. The clerk once again looked it up on his computerand then glanced back at him, “no señor, you don’t have any today”. Lewischeerful face began to fade as he walked to the restaurant that was on theother side of the lobby, “why Amy doesn’t want to call me”; he said puzzled ashe kept walking slowly, “I guess she is out somewhere. I minds well keep myselfbusy until she gets my messages”. .