It was her, sucking his dick. Suckinghis fucking cock. The next picture was the top of herhead, and a few inches of his cock, obviously going intoher ...outh.“What the fuck?” she said, looking at him. She tried tograb the phone, but he easily kept it out of her reach.“Don’t worry, darling,” he said hurriedly, “I will showthese to no one.”“You’d better the fuck not,” she growled. She was wideawake, now.“Of course not. I’m sure. They were laughing and enjoying each other’s company when Nicole abruptly stood up and grabbed his hand. She led him down the hallway and opened the door. She smiled as she turned. Jack knew he was in for a good time and couldn’t wait. She stepped in the room and Jack followed. He closed the door behind him and turned. Nicole’s dress was unzipped and she was slowly pulling the straps down over her shoulders. Her eyes locked onto Jack’s as she let the dress fall down past her breasts. Jack's. Coming back to the story – she was wearing a brown saree as she was coming back from a wedding. I had the habit of checking out the side-navel and boobs of aunties wearing saree and oh boy, it was beautiful!My neighbour aunty’s boobs were tight along the blouse and one could easily figure out the size of her boobs. And her wheatish navel showing more than enough skin was making me drool in my mind.Sreeja aunty: Mone, njan vandi park cheythekunnathu correct ano ennu nokkamo? (Dear, could you. Caging me in a small pink device''you are so cute my little daughter''putting my panty back onhelping me doggy on the tablelubed and tease panty on the side moaning at her gentle poking of my all smooth pink cherrygetting a weird beltshe attach a fat small black cock to itpushing it down in me with more lubethe belt snapping to the cage circling my waist lock and pluggeda row of small bells on the front where it lock to the cage made noise has she help me back in my pantyi felt so open and.