I dared to peep into her well formed waist which basically gave her ass and top a hour glass shape. I admired and lusted her simultaneously but still ...anaged to talk with her. She realised that my eyes were roaming all around her assets.She very cordially without even giving an iota of hint of fending me off said comparing with Ishani, rohan . It was like being caught red handed and I blushed making lame excuses no aunty its just that this is a beautiful saree etc . She laughed heartily and. Not delaying any more… here I start my experience :)I am a male bdw ;) and I am staying with my friends in a house. As many guys have that anxiety about woman and their hidden treasures, I was also curious about them and always wanted to have some fun with woman but never got a chance. So… why am I writing this post? It’s because every one is given a fair chance, I also got mine and that too in an unexpected and unimaginable way! This happened with my neighbor aunty who is married around 3. She was doing well, or she was with Ash somewhere cool.I had a couple of days until the weekend, so I went back to the routine.The daily routine now includeda trip to one of the stores within an easy drive.I purchased food, clothing.and household items.On one of thetrips Thursday at noon, I purchased three cans of mat black spray primer.Two cans of brown enamel, and one can of a bright green enamel paint.I collected three days worth of newspapers that week, then cut them up to. His mouth was right there to surround it and suck on it, drawing the blood back in faster and mixing the feeling of pain with the thrill of delight. He sucked on it until my body relaxed under him. He moved to the right nipple and did exactly the same. Oh, the pain was bad when he removed the clamp, but that was very soon replaced with the drawing pleasure I felt as he sucked it deep into his mouth. He squeezed my breasts together and went from nipple to nipple with light kisses that made me.
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