Meri aunty mere ghar ke bagal mai hi rehti hai aur unke ghar mera daily aana jana rehta hai aur uncle business tour par hi rehte hai aur unke dono bac...he hostel mai meri nazar unpar kaafi tym se thu but kabhi himmat nai hui yeh sab karne ko but mai mauka dekh kar unke bathroom mai unki bra or panty mai mutthi maar deta and mai daily unke boobs ko dekhta specially jab woh jhukti thi unke boobs bahar ko or dikhte the mujhe bas mauke ka intezar tha kaise mai unke boobs ko maslu or unki chut mai. I tried to talk Sandra out of the Saturday night swinging, but I wasn’t successful. We’d had an adventurous sex life since we had married in our mid-twenties, more than thirty years ago. We tried almost everything, usually with Sandra leading. She tended to be dominant when it came to sex. I wasn’t really submissive, but I wasn’t as daring as she was. She enjoyed practicing bondage on me and we’d had many tease and denial sessions usually lasting an entire weekend before fucking like crazy all. He looked at me and saw his cum flowing out of my anus, he seemed even more disgusted with himself, he grabbed a tissue out of his poket and kneeled back down to me, he carefully wiped me clean but still kind of looking at my penis too which turned me on a little. "I want to thank you Mike, you are my first and it was incredible, it was everything I had hoped for and I understand if you never want to see me again, you can go now and I wont say anything to your friends or at school, you will. I know how pretty I am, Mrs. Henderson, and I know boys follow me all overÜÜmen too. I don't mind that. I sort of like it. But I never did anything like that... I mean, with a bunch of guys. It only happened once or twice before. Before today, I mean." I didn't want to take on all of them at the same time, but I had to do it. They made me fuck them, Mrs. Henderson. Then, after that first time, it got better and I started to like it. Today was awfully nice, until you caught us. Those.