”Mujhe ye baat sun kar thoda ajeeb sa feel hua. Jab main agli baar unke ghar gaya toh maine notice kiya ki aunty dikhne mein sundar thi. Unke boobs ...hi bade the aur pyjami mein unki gand bhi mast lag rahi thi.Mujhe badi umar ki auratein pasand thi. Toh bas uss din se mere dimaag mein aunty ke baare galat khyaal aane lage. Kahin na kahin main aunty se khul ke baat kar leta tha toh main humesha sochta tha ki unpe try maru. Par himmat nahi hoti thi.Fir kuch din baad Rohit dusre sheher chala gaya. Now he has a hobby. Some people would call it a 'shitkicker bar'. It's a country and western joint, but Bubba – Vincent's his given name – says his is a REAL country and western bar. I don't think anything in his juke box is newer than the mid 1970's. Fridays and Saturdays he has live music, but he's equally picky about those, too.So if you're of a mind to listen to classic country, the Bubba's Goat Locker is the place to go. I go there, shake hands with Bubba and his lovely wife, drink my. "The first time I mentioned that possibility to her, she slapped me so hard it loosened two teeth, so — being a fast learner — I gave up on the idea. But she had done it on her own! It wasn't over, though. She hops out of bed and goes out to the kitchen, without even a bathrobe, by the way — another first. She comes padding back with the champagne, pops the cork, and pours two glasses. She sips hers, smiles and licks her lips."You know what she says?" he asked, looking around the room. "She. I got on my hands and knees as she jerked my dick very softly. She played squeezing my balls while she worked some lube oil well into my tight asshole and loosened up with her naughty fingers.She then shoved slowly a little butt plug in my body.I shuddered and moaned, telling Miriam I loved it.After a while, she pulled out the plug from my asshole.She finally knelt behind me and grabbed my hips, holding me very tight and in position. Seconds later I felt the huge rubber cock head sliding easily.