Fir aunty ne mera lund pkd usse muh mein liya mje se chusne lgi. Main jannat mein tha aur mera b paani nikl gya. Fir aunty mujhe upar se niche kiss kr...e lgi lund khda ho gya. Aunty pagl ho gyi kehti virat ab aur na tdpao plzz chodo mujhe faad do meri. Toh maine unki taange kholi and gand ke niche takiya rkha. Unki chut tight ho gyi thi sex na krne se. Chut rubber jaisi hoti hai dosto. Toh main lund dheere dheere daalne lga unhe dard hua kyunki mera lund bda unke pati se bhut jyada. Toh unhone. I came as I watched my wife having sex with a total stranger. I saw her body responding to his touch, becoming highly sexually aroused with him. Some videos continued to arrive. The sex session looked frenetic, lots of different positions, both moaning and talking constantly, encouraging each other, almost daring each other to fuck harder, faster, quicker. Then the videos stopped. Nothing more during at least thirty minutes…After another ten minutes my phone showed a new single image, which. When I came to, I was laying on the alter, stretched out, the shining bright lights were gone. I sat up straight. I wasn’t sure what had happened, but I didn’t forget I had met God. I looked around to see if he was still there. He was rumbling around stirring the concoction. ‘Hey there Vivi.’ He said, he came towards me. ‘You’re scared, don’t be scared.’ He said. He flicked his hand and pointed at me. Almost as if he was a magician, but instead of a wand he just used his index finger, as. With this thought in mind he climbed inside and closed the door. For long seconds he remained still, just looking at the panel and controls. At last he put in the key, pressed down on the clutch and turned the switch. The car caught almost immediately and the low rumble of the big engine settled into a deep, purring roar. He let it idle for nearly a minute, watching the gages. This model had been fitted with a tach, an oil pressure gauge, and an ammeter. His uncle had told him that wasn’t.