As my chachi lives there, I used to go there as she loves me a lot. One day I went to their home and rang d bell. My babhi opened the door, I asked ab...ut the chachi. She said she went out for walking; there was no one in d home except my bhabhi. We are too close such that she know all habits of mine even drinking and hangouts with my friends. We sat on couch and began to talk. I slowly put my hand on her thigh. She didn’t say anything. I was rubbing my finger slowly making her horny. Suddenly. Stephanie would have never guessed just how pleasurable this would be. When she ordered her few toys online, she always quickly clicked over the butt plugs and anal stimulators. She thought how dirty they were and only a true slut would ever use one of those. . . Stephanie was now a true slut. The stranger seemed to know that she was about to cum and just needed a little more stimulation to put her over the brink. His rough tongue licked at one of her nipples, then the other one. 'What do you have?' he enquired in a soft, gentle voice. 'Well, I have a nice bottle of Glenfiddich waiting to be opened..?' 'Oh, I do like a nice single malt!' he replied. Sexy, and a whiskey lover? I thought I'd hit the jackpot! 'Well, you go upstairs to my bedroom so I can meet Babs, and I'll fetch it up to you. Do you take water or ice?' 'You can't ruin a single malt with water or ice!' he protested. How true. I had hit the jackpot with this one! As I entered the bedroom with his beverage,. They are white like milk, soft and bouncy like a ball of wool, your nipples and areola are peach coloured and they are high up in the air. Can anyone imagine in their wildest thoughts of a wretched like me, a middle-aged widower to have access to such angel boobs. You dont give me food ever, just lay there like that, without a thread on your body and let me feast on your beauty”.His speech turned me on again. I rolled over and now I was on top of him. My boobs were hanging over his face. I.