Just then my sight fell on aunty’s cleavage, they were popping out of her shirt. This was the first time that I had seen women with a perfect cleava...e that too from this close distance. Suddenly my cock started to rise, and that was quite visible from the pajama that I was wearing.Aunty saw me staring at her boobs, and she quickly pulled out her oadni and covered her assets. She now stared at my 6″ cock trying to come out of my pajama. I got down from the chair and stood in front of her. She. She was, well she had been anyway. Theirs was a no strings attached relationship, if it could even be called a relationship. Sure, she was the only woman he had been out with in months, but hell, she was amazing, she was convenient. That was it, theirs was a relationship of convenience, he was sure she was teasing about him loving her. They had both made it plain from the beginning no strings.She climbed on the bike behind him, her thighs wrapped around him, leaning into his back, her arms. We kissed again, this time with lots of tongue. My cock was pushing against Linda's stomach. She giggled as she felt it harden and dry humped her groin against my thigh. Her breath grew hot and musky in my mouth. After a couple of minutes, I gazed into her warm green eyes. My cock was throbbing with hopeful expectation. “Do you want to...?” Linda pouted a little, her head tilted to one side as she pretended to think things over. “Mmm, yeah, I'd like that.” She rocked her hips sensuously. The truth is, Anita has awakened my sexual desire. For some time, we have been lovers, although we both consider ourselves to be straight. She, quite simply, is an insatiable nymphomaniac. She has taught me how to satisfy her needs and, in the process, has created the same needs in me. She has aroused passions in me that I never knew existed. My date with my husband only made me more aware of these needs—he didn't satisfy them. I now have a deep-rooted need to be fulfilled by a talented man who.