Aunty mere seedhe banne k naatak me phas gyi or mere gaal sehla k boli- tum kuch nahi jaante, par koi baat nahi, me sikha dungi.Me- (chaunk kar) par a...nty aapke saath kaise?Aunty- kyu me sexy nahi hu kya?Me- aunty aisi baat nahi hai, par…Aunty- par var kuch nahi, me bas tumhe sikhaane k liye kar rahi hu, or kuch nahi, par fir bhi agar tum nahi karna chahte toh koi baat nahi.Me- nahi aunty, me taiyar hu.Mera lund abhi tak pura khada ho chuka tha, meri haan k saath hi aunty meri pants khol k mere. This did not deter him. Tim began to press against the entrance to her ass as though he were oblivious to any reaction from her what-so-ever. He wanted to make sure that she felt like what she was to him right now. She was his slave and she would do whatever he wanted. What he wanted was to feel how tight his new slave’s ass was. Tim pushed through the rosebud barrier with a slow but steady motion. He pushed past her sphincter and straight into her dark love tunnel. Her ass was exceptionally. Then she looked at me over her shoulder and whispered softly:“Please, fuck me, Boss… I want your dick inside of my cunt…”I jammed my hard cock up her dripping cunt and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out loud. For a long while I fucked my shy secretary; jamming my cock in and out of her over and over; making her grunt every time I filled her up. She felt her orgasm building and then I shoved her moist thong in her soft mouth. It barely muffled her moans and I got worried about. Isolated on the ladder in the front window, she was on display for scores of passersby. Mike saw them all move on, no one noticing."A private show, just for me!" he thought, indulging a sudden, improvised fantasy.He assumed that she was distracted by the stubborn drape in her hands, so he was careless in his surreptitious inspection."Would you like me to show you something, sir?" she called out loudly to him, but not in an angry way. It seemed to Mike that she wanted him to know that a man.