Me – Aunty, sudhar jayegi aap tension mat lo.Rachna – Tumhare uncle bhi yahan nahi hai. Kayi baar to uncle ki kami bohut mehsus hoti hai.Aunty mer... kandhe pe sir rakh ke rone lagi. Iss dauran meri nazar unke cleavage pe gayi toh meri dhadkane tez ho gayi. Unka ek haath meri taango pe tha. Mujhe achha lag raha tha unke cleavage ka view.Maine aunty ko seedha kiya aur bola, “Aunty aap ko kabhi koi pareshani ho aap mujhe yaad kar liya karo.” Aunty ne mujhe hug kiya aur fir thank you bol kar ghar. I pull your shirt over your head, running my hands over your skin as you toss it away. Partial nudity invites more kissing, both of us exploring, tasting each other’s bodies. Our tongues meet in a sweet, playful kiss as your hands roam toward my panties. I undo your pants, letting them drop to the ground. You manage to get loose of them by taking a few steps toward the bedroom, urging me there with each thrust of your tongue against mine. You lay me down across the bed, positioning me so that. And that was about to happen, because the pocket rocket was delivering intense vibrations that were moving all over Jennifer’s body. Her nipples were pencil eraser-stiff. She tried to force her pussy harder into the pocket rocket, but Jim used his arm to hold her down, to prolong the pleasure. But the feelings were too strong. She took her hands off her nipple and Jim’s cock and grabbed the sheets. She started cumming like crazy, which Jim noticed with a smile, applying just a little bit more. I watch, unable to believe my eyes, as the hands hold me down. The bed ripples and heaves again, and thick, muscular tentacles, almost like long tongues, emerge from the bed, several of them coiling around my thighs and pulling my legs apart while another pushes straight into my asshole.I cringe as it squirms into me, the girth as big around as my forearm before it stops. No wonder I wake up sore. The me in the video begins to moan, but doesn't wake up. How the hell could I sleep through this?.