No one called her Danny and I did not know if that was by her preference or not. She was as reserved as I was and no one knew anything about her other...than she was a widow, her husband’s funeral had been ten years before. She was better than OK looking and had a sense of humor but you would not know that unless you said something that made her smile. She did not laugh out loud. She did wear her glasses on her license and showed it to me. It was a bad picture. ‘Why do you carry Phyllis Dillers’. Anyway,the head of my cock popped in after a little coaxing, and though sheshuddered a little, she did not seem to feel great pain. I began to slip the head in and out, no more than an inch deep, while mythumb continued to do its magic. I began to suck on her hard nipples,one then the other, as just the head of my cock slid in and out of herpussy. She was making a tiny little "uff" noise on every in stroke now,and I began to gradually, very gradually increase the depth. The feeling of her young. Well uncle had to go for a trip to pune for office work.i thought it was my chance to fuck that gorgeous lady veryyyyyyyy harddddd & tear her pussy.Uncle asked me to take care of aunty & muna.in my mind i thought that i will take so much care that they will forget u .at that night aunty was cooking when i completed my studies and went to play with muna.While passing by the kitchen room i noticed aunty was trying to take some thing out of the upper self.i offered to help her out and she. ” “Baby,” I replied, “You know I don’t have a problem swallowing your cum . . . “ He put his fingers to him lips and silenced me. “I know baby,” he said, “but I want to try. Please? For me? I just want to see if it works the other way around.” How could I say no to such a request? Especially after he just licked me like he did. For the rest of the evening, he drank tea, iced and sweet. He woke up especially early in the morning and before I could even stretch and yawn, he was making a.