I know how fast you get wet, and from the heat on your skin, I knew that you were already streaming your wonderful moisture into your panties. You hav... no idea how much your wetness arouses me, and makes me want to feel it on my fingers, on my tongue, on my skin. But not yet, I wanted to let its volume grow.I nibbled my way down across your neck, while my right hand found and unclasped your bra strap. The delicate, lacy cups fell away just slightly from your breasts and my hand moved up,. Ma i bas kuch samajh nahi payi aur reteliate kar rahi thi par aunty ne nahi choda aur dhire dhire mai madhosh ho gayi. aunty meri tounge chus rahi thi aur main bass pagal ho rahi thi.Fir hu alag hue aur aunty ne kah kaise lag raha hai aur main kuch kahe bine fir unhe kisss karne lagi. kuch der baat humari passionate kisss khatam huyi. aur hum chalte chalte mere bed pe chale gaye. Aunty ne saree pehni thi. woh bed pe gayi aur apna pallu niche kar liya. mai dekh kar pagal si huyi ayr upar se unke. I asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to know the little one’s sex this time?”“No, we started the tradition with Michael Jr., and we are not going to change it.”I groaned theatrically, “Honestly; you think she could have come up with something more original than that.”“Come on, it’s not all Zoe’s fault, she’s American, and you know how they like their juniors.”“Harrumph,” I grunted. I looked down happily at Michael Jr. – Mikey, as he was known to us, played with his toy tractor in the grass. Better yet, they carry his ashes inside a solid gold chafing dish within an ornate sedan chair, the outside adorned with bright gold trim-inside, the chafing dish would sit on a soft, crushed velvet maroon cushion. They would saunter up the front walk slowly, stepping with timed precision as if walking down a church aisle. Maybe a small busboys choir in flowing robes would be in step behind them, their fancy menus open from each of the restaurants Stan had owned or operated and chanting the.