To be frank to say I’m a dream aunty for everyone. I don’t look aged also. I can easily dress into homely dresses like saree and modern dresses t-...hirts and jeans. But I don’t dress vulgar. Coming to the story. I reside in Chennai. I have to attend my cousins wedding in Delhi. Husband couldn’t come. So me and my small kids packed off and went in train. After reaching we checked in the hotel which my hubby already booked. Delhi people looked at me with full lust.We entered the room by evening 5.. Her face was inches from the floor. Miss Bentner’s bare legs were just inches away from her face. Slim sturdy and attractive legs in her black high heels. Elizabeth looked around the room from her upside down position. To the side she saw her daughter standing with her hands on her head, her legs apart, naked, looking at her teacher rather than her mum. Elizabeth thought how obedient the 17-year-old was. No flippant remarks. No answering back. Then she almost laughed. After all, the really. I'm building up my rhythm as Lauren sucks one of Kristina's taut nipples into her mouth. "She would if she's over here sleeeping with me," I answer. "It's all reciprocal, remember?" Don't get distracted!" Kristina admonishes me playfully. "I've got a receptacle for your reciprocal right here!" she laughs.Lauren and I get down to business and give Kristina a long, slow, tantalizing fuck. With Lauren's hands and mouth on her top half and my cock and fingers stimulating her bottom half we. You reach down to play with your clit and I tell you "no....reach straight out" yes Sir you reply as I pump harder, deeper into you. You're so close to cuming but I tell you you're not permitted until I'm ready ... "yes Sir" you reply ... good girl as I continue to bang away at your well worn pussy. My sweat now dripping onto your wonderful ass. I love to watch your asshole pucker as I pound your twat ..... I jam my finger into your asshole with little regard. Your such a dirty little.