It was almost like I was locked in a throbbing mode that could not stop. He looked down on me with such desire now, his face, neck and chest as brigh... red as my ass must have been. We were in a state of bliss, not caring about time or anyone but just us.It did not take long though before we both cried out in zeal as we came together. He collapsed on me and rolled us so we were lying on our sides. His kisses of infatuation made me slightly cum for the third time. After about fifteen minutes. “Um, I, I don’t, I don’t know, I,” he stammered.“Well, if you don’t know then get the fuck out of here, Bobby.”He turned to leave.Come on, Bobby.He closed the door instead.“I just wanted to check up on you, Auntie,” he said.“Really?”“To see if you wanted to punish me again?”She looked at him for a moment.He could see more of the room and of her, sitting up, her eyes twinkling in what little light was coming into the room from the window.“Well?” she said. She laughed a little at him. Then she. People who enjoy pantyhose flock to visit the factory like chocolate lovers flock to the Hershey's factory. The men in town not only love seeing pantyhose, they openly wear pantyhose. Pantyhose parties are a normal part of life here. Pantyhose sex parties are just as common. We even run an XM radio station devoted to pantyhose. If you love pantyhose, this is the town to live in.Myself? Well, I'm just like everyone else in town. I love the feel of nylon against my skin. It makes me feel sexier. .Bohot garmi hai thoda room thanda ho jaayega..Me : ok..Phir hum dono bed pe baith gaye..Aunty ek baat puchu aapse?Aunty : haan puchoMe : aap pura din aise akele bore nahi ho jaatiAunty : haan ho to jaati hun lekin kar bhi kya sakti hunMe : I mean na koi baat karne waala na khayal rakhne waalaAunty : kyun tu hai na..(smile)Me : arey I mean jisse aap khul ke baat kar sako..Share kar sako..Aapke divorce ko bhi itna time ho gaya..Mughe lagta hai ki ab aapko move on ho jaana chahiye..Aunty :.