When I decided to read one final story, I came across the post from Nish. The story was “An Experience to be Remembered” from there I read some of...his stories.By the time, I read couple of stories, I realized I was wet down, my nipples had become stiff. Honestly, for me, these were few of the best stories which I had read. I had a smile on my face and giggled thinking about it.I Google searched him and found his facebook page. I sent him an email to appreciate his writing and enquire further. His face was very close to her breasts now. She thought she could see the look in Billy's eyes. The look of lust.The look that said he did appreciate the way she was put together."Do you like me? I mean do you like how I look?"Billy gave her a look of amazement, surprised at the question."God, Aunt Margaret, you've got to be kidding! I mean, you really are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." You mean that?" God, yes!" He gave a little groan and gave in at last to his impulses. He took her. 15 min chusne ke baad aunty ne mujhe apni chud ko chaatne ke liye kaha aur main turant unki chud chaatne laga phir hum 69 position main aagae 20 min baad phir aunty kaha ki ab aur intezar nhi ho raha hai daaldo is bomb ko meri chud main aur kardo dhamaka maine turant aunty ke upar let gaya and apna lund set karke press karne laga aur ek hi baar main ghusa diya pura aur aunty maze se pura under leli.Phir maine apni speed badhai aur unhe chodne lag gaya aunty bhi mahe se siskariyan le rahi thi. Want to join me for a drink?" I asked hoping for a yes.He smiled and reached out his hand. I took his hand and he led me back to the bar. I couldn't help but notice that his hand felt cold and hard to the touch as if he was made of marble. We hit it off big time. He was apparently the owner of the nightclub so all our drinks were on the house. He told me how he came here as a small child and worked his way up to where he was now. It was very inspiring really. The dull moment came when he.