One fine night this luck opened up on me. One night her husband was on night shift around 10.30pm, I heard a knock on my room door and I knew for sure...that it was my Anjana chechi, I opened the door to see her in a night gown, I could read from her eyes that she needed me badly, but there was a communication gap, with stammering words she told me “ Raju ender vcr work cheyunnella, cassette kudungi enu thonnunu.” My vcr is not working, a cassette is stuck inside. I immediately responded and. . especially not when someone as filthy , obscenelyugly and stupid as Akbar was doing it to her. She actually wanted himto keep on doing it now, she realized with shame, a tiny flash ofregret coming over her but quickly fading. At the moment, she couldnot even remember why she was on the bed with the servant ... or evenif the reason mattered.Her brown eyes glittering and her mouth flexing open with passion, hercries of mixed protest and desire gradually became one long lowcontinuous moan. Then,. I told her that the sadly I have never talked with a girl longer than a minute and was really scared of her. She started laughing and told me that don’t worry consider me as your friend and talk with me.I laughed innocently and sighed a huge relief as the next week I will not die of boredom.We became good friends as I got to know another type of human being and she had somebody to talk.Next two-three days that aunty became my best friend that even my best friend was no competition to her. Our. ‘Just fuck me, Matt,’ she said, hoping that talking dirty would do the trick. Matt closed his eyes and pulled his fingers out of her pussy and further moistening her clit. She dug her nails into his back before returning her hands to his hair. This time she grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his mouth away from where he was licking and nibbling at her neck and ear. ‘Put your dick in me. Just fuck me. I want you to fuck me.’ Matt kissed her. She was pushing him toward the edge with her.