Aanal naan ninaithathu pola ule nadakave ilai.Aunty padukaiyil padutha udan naan aunty meethu sex seivathu pola paduthen appozhuthu dei ena seiya pogi...aai ennai endru ketu bayanthathu pola oru reaction koduthaal. Haa haa ival scene podugiraale endru ninaithen. Ena seivathu endru theriyamal sari sari naan unnai ondrum seiya maten endru soli aval madiyil paduthukondu pesa aarambithom.Pesum pozhuthu aunty ithu ellam thapu enaku thirumaanam aagi vitathu endru soli azhguga arabithaaal. Pinbu naan. ” Anita’s words cause havoc as her breath assaults my excessively sensitised skin, the vibrations amplified within the pulsating folds of my quivering sex. Juices fill my empty void, gurgle about Grant’s cockhead as it waits expectantly at my entrance and slide down his stiff throbbing muscle to join the growing dampness of my excitement that soaks his pubic hair. There is one thought implanted in my overheated brain, and as Anita’s breath teases and tempts me into driving my dribbling pussy. ” I gave her a weak smile and went to join my wife. She was holding a large flesh-colored dildo -- bigger than my own cock at its hardest -- that curved upward slightly. “Think this is too big?” she asked. “I wouldn’t know,” I said. “Maybe something a bit smaller,” she said. “I wouldn’t want to hurt you.” “That’s for me ?” I asked. “Sure, honey,” she said, leering. “Well, I don’t know.” “Look,” she said, bending close. “Last night you had your dick up my backside. Don’t you want to feel. They had shared nights out, drank, played sports and worked with each others for as long as I could remember. He was always visiting Paul and me making jokes and playing the fool. For a long time he dated my sister. You could say he was almost part of the furniture. Since Paul's death he had kept in touch and was always there for me in my hour of need, but he had kept his distance and I had missed his company. After the funeral he had been the perfect gentleman letting me have my own space,.