This is a real incident which happened about six months back, unsatisfied with my wife in sex, I used to fantasize matured aunties and dream about the... and masturbate to relieve myself from my sex tension. My job is a field work and would travel a lot on my bike, I used to ask lonely aunties standing at the bus stop that they need some help or not, if they agree then I would drop them where ever they ask for.Like this one fine day I saw an average beauty, short aunty about 36 years age, with an. She ordered me to get down on the floor with my hard cock facing up. I obliged and she slowly struts across the deck in her high heeled fuzzy slippers proudly with her big firm tits glistening in the moist air, which by the way is cooling rapidly as her nipples swell. She stops at my head with her pussy directly over my face. She squats to almost hit my face then stops, she's teasing me. I stick my tongue out as far and long as I can but to no avail she gets up and slowly turns her face towards. My husbandhad done this to me quite often years ago and the memories invok-ed a small moan. She continued with her hands up and down allover my back and each time getting closer and closer to mybreasts, her touch was so gentle and her hands so intimate Icould feel my nipples getting harder against the chair. It wasn’t long before she moved down to my thighs and asshe rubbed the oil into my skin her fingers were doing the sameas mine had done on her…they were. If only she knew what her dog had been doing back at my house. I went home that day not really knowing what to say to Alexis. How can you bring up a subject like this in casual conversation?Afterwards I noticed that for the first few days Alexis seemed reserved and quiet, which not her usual openly loving, talkative and playful self. She did not talk about what had happened that night. She acted like she had not Let Khan fuck her or had actually been fucking him back in front of me. I couldn't.