Aunty: What are you asking? I know that he didn’t buy any bra from your shop.Salesman: Madam, you look sexy in yellow blouse.Aunty was shocked to re...d that text. She didn’t reply.Salesman: It’s okay Kavitha, don’t feel shy. (By mistake I mentioned her name).Aunty: How do you know my name, who are you, you are not salesman?Me: *sent her one pic*. (In the pic, she was standing in front of Prasanna with her pallu down, Her huge melons were trying to get out of her yellow blouse).Me: I know more. I began slow, deliberate strokes on his shaft with my hand, while my mouthworked his cockhead. I slipped my other hand up under his balls, massagingthem gently.I began to bob slowly on his dick, slowly taking more and more of him intomy mouth, until he ‘bottomed out’ at the back of my throat. My nose wasstill an inch away from his fuzzy pubic hair.Pulling back, I swirled my tongue again around his cockhead, then with justhis cockhead in my mouth, I pumped his shaft with my hand. He was making his way towards her with a bright grin, and as he came into better view, Rachel felt herself stir again. He had shaggy blonde hair (which, at the moment, was pushed back and appeared to still be wet from the shower) and a sharp, chiseled face. He was tall and athletically built and a white, v-neck t-shirt clung snuggly to his shoulders and biceps but hung loosely around the tapered shape of his torso. His legs fit nicely into a pair of light blue jeans, which, along with the stark. I was in the kitchen, doing dishes in the nude, when mom wandered into the kitchen in her birthday suit, as well.“Oh my God, my head is killing me. Is here any coffee, Donny?”“Of course, mom. Have a seat.” She pulled a chair from the table and flopped down, laying her head on the table. As I gave her a cup of coffee, she smiled at me and proceed to drink.“What happened to me last night? Last thing I remember was sitting in the bar with Cindy. Then I woke up in my bed. How did I get.