Fir wo mujhe koi famous ice cream parlour par le gai aur ice cream parlour wale bhi hum logog ko dekh rahe the fir hum ice cream kahate khate ek dusre...k bare mein puch ne lage. Tab mujhe pata chala ki uska husband bahut rich hai aur wo ek achi post par job karte hai.Fir ice cream parlour se hum wapas car mein beth gaye aur nikal pade par wo mujhe ek dusre city le gai it was near to g’ngr.Usne hotel mein room booked kiya hua tha aur hum waha 8 baje pahuche aur aunty ne bola ki aapne ghar bol do. What we did in bed is so obvious that I am not going to describe it here. However, I will say that both of us were sore in slightly different places. I was walking kind of funny, so I was glad that today was Saturday and not a school day. Well, Tom was walking kind of gingerly, too, but he claimed that it was from very tired abdominal muscles.Mom and Dad laughed when they saw us, but both admitted that they had experienced the same thing. The main thing was that they did not tease us about our. Slowly he pulled out of her cunt, he could see she was expecting him to plunge back in but instead he moved the head of his cock, resting against her anus. Before she could protest, he forced the head of his cock into that tight hole.“Oh my god!” She cried as she felt him slowly slide in to her most private orifice. “Oh, please no…oh my god, please.”He moved slowly inside her, feeling her clenching on him. “Relax,” he said, “this is what sluts do.”“Oh please….please stop…..anything. It was all new for me. Then playing for some time I put them back and wore my short and t-shirt and waited for aunt.Aunt came back and saw me with smile and said “aw Babu sorry to leave u alone u must be hungry” I nodded “yes” she closed the door & while walking in the room she started changing her dress. She was still considering me to be small innocent boy. She removed her sari standing in front of a dressing table I was sitting behind on bed. She was also talking while changing” “Babu, bus.