At parties like the one I was taking her to that evening she was also learning all the experts could teach her about masochism and discipline. She was...as ready as she would ever be. But she lacked one qualification: age. She couldn’t legally earn her living in any branch of the sex business—even as a nude model—till she was eighteen. Meanwhile, Natsuko’s youthful beauty and enthusiasm, and all the pleasure they could give to so many lovers as well as to herself, were going to waste. Of course. Oh my god!!!!! I have never had such a tastieeeesssst and sweetesssst honey in my life.Now I moved to her ankle and started kissing each of her feet and reached till her thighs. With my progress of every each she was moving her entire body, her hands over the bed and her body and of course with sexy moans. After reaching thighs I slowly progresses and lifted the petticoat till her waist. As she was wearing a pink colored panty I removed her petticoat with little difficulty and kissed her entire. I eventually opened the back door and shouted hi and that i'd made her a coffee she hadnt heard me cum in. She walked into the dining room all hot and bothered pulling at her top and showing off her tits. In her bra of course. She even lifted her skirt up and sat with her legs spread in the door way to let some air circulate her pussy no doubt. I stood her coffee on the table and she took some sips licking the rim of the cup as she did so so it wouldnt drip on the table. I had an instant hard. My uncle talked to me about my school. At the end of dinner my uncle said ” Sanju tera 15 din bad ka ticket nikala hai India ka; tuze chalega na phir tu idhar goom ke poora LA dekh sakta hai aur mai 5-6 dinokeliye NEW YORK ja raha hu to phir Dipali bhi idhar akeli nahi rahegi.” I said that will be OK to me. Very next day my uncle left for New York early in the morning. When I woke up I saw my aunt is that transparent gown again and she smiled and said good morning to me. My cock started moving.