The scent of roses fills my mind, & I smile. roses, I love that smell-there’s something so soft and sweet– & an underlying sensuality — nothing ...s sexier than the smell of roses.. Something tickles my nose and I stir further, the gentle touch brushing over my cheeks and lips.. I slip closer to consciousness. I peek through one sleepy eye to gaze at you, sitting on the edge of the bed, a mischievous glint in your eye. I smell roses again and I realize it is the soft petals of a single yellow. You close your eyes and focus on pleasuring and being pleasured in unison. "Catch" i say and lob something from the bag of toys to the enthusiastic ranger, you didn't see what it was and you begin to wonder. "I think you know what to do with" i say grinning, "I sure do" he says Suddenly you hear a buzzing sound behind you, and you realise what he now has in his hand. You then feel the tip of your bullet touching your arse and a intense sensation goes through you. "Got any lube in there?" he. She didn't protest when he lowered his head to her breast, kissing and licking the nipple. She didn't protest when he removed her skirt and panties. She watched as he removed his clothes. Why did this bald, old man with a fat belly turn her on so much? Why did she want him to hurry and take her?Mary stepped backward to the edge of the large bed. She then positioned herself in the center of the bed, with her knees bent and her legs spread, inviting her boss. I want this man, I want him now, she. They are our neighbors and I am very familiar with their family. Uncle will be busy in his business and their son lives in vijayawada for his plus two and IIT coaching. They are from andhra and she knows only telugu. I used to help her with therapist for their communication. I used to observe how he is doing and touch her daily in the name of helping. After a week every thing was fine and my aunt recovered and the doctor informed her that she can stop taking the physiotherapy. So I have.