Mera mail id hai chalo story pe ate hai ye 6 months pehle hua tha me aur me aunty ek he building me rehte hai woh 2nd floor pe aur me 6th me rehte hai...me jab bhi aunty ko dekhta hu toh mujhe bohut acha lagta hai aise hi ek baar me lift me jaraha hi tha toh piche se awaj ayi ki please wait for me karke toh mein dekha toh aunty thi bohut mast lag rahi aur punjabi suit pehni hui thi kya dikh rahi thi yaar phir me ruk gaya aur hum dono lift me aye me aunty ko hello kiyaaur unko puncha konsa floor. "I hug my mom and she hugs me back. I look concerned. My mom touches my cheek and comforts me. The rest of the day continues as normal. For nearly one week the same thing happens. I wake up to see my mom wearing tiny shorts and a halter top. I exclaim, "Mom, what the world is happening?"Mom giggles, "Mommy going to have sex." I smile, "Mom, have fun!" Mom leaves and I get read for a normal day. I do not bother mom nor the black guy accompanying her in the living room. I message Maria about. He kissed her back with fiery passion. His lips became smeared with her white lipstick. He moved his hands to her butt and squeezed. She let out a little "Oohh!" as she felt it and then she put her own hands on his ass and griped his firm buns through his tattered jeans. His cock got very hard very fast.She broke the kiss and began clumsily tugging at his shirt, trying to get it off. He undid her cape and it fell to the ground. He tried to undo the fasteners on her tight top. He couldn't get. . you know I couldn't sleep. And I was going to watch..." I know why you were down there, Jack," she said, holding up her hand."You do?" Yes, I do. Why don't we go back downstairs, so nobody hears us, and talk about it?"Jack's life flashed before his eyes. He figured Mrs. Young knew about Taylor, that she was going to confront him, then call Mr. Young downstairs to kill him, with Tommy assisting."Mrs. Young, let me explain, please. You see..." How often do you bring Kristi down here, Jack?" I.