Slim with little big ass.To be frank to say I’m a dream aunty for everyone. I don’t look aged also. I can easily dress into homely dresses like sa...ee and modern dresses t-shirts and jeans. But I don’t dress vulgar. Coming to the story. I reside in Chennai. I have to attend my cousins wedding in Delhi. Husband couldn’t come. So me and my small k**s packed off and went in train. After reaching we checked in the hotel which my hubby already booked. Delhi people looked at me with full lust.We. I hung my head in disbelief. A part of me said to look back, but that would be obvious, and I didn’t want to be thought of as some type of perv, so I simply headed off to my work truck.I checked my phone for messages, popping open a cold one and taking a sip from the bottle. There’s nothing better than a beer-cooler ice-cold beer in the middle of a hot summer day unless, of course, it is sharing that beer-cooler ice-cold beer with a hottie.As I sat there, my hottie sauntered out of the store. I cleaned the area a bit and made the toilet clean again. She was tired after throwing up so much and rested her head on her hands on the toilet itself. She was still kneeling down and I had to hold her to stop her from falling into the toilet. I was quite horny earlier from smoking up and now the feelings were starting to return seeing Kirti like this.Even though she was almost passed out, I wanted to stick my cock in her pussy and shoot my cum deep into her. I acted like I was helping her and. Elizabeth stood legs slightly spread bent from the waist searching in the bottom drawer of a dresser. Her cunt glistened. Bernard stood tied at the foot of the bed in a white sleep mask with a pair of ivory testicles protruding from his mouth dressed in a white pantie girdle and nylon stockings. His nipples were red and swollen, his areolae on fire and his chest a deep, speckled pink. Elizabeth stood and turned to Bernard, a thin rattan cane in her hands. Seeing Lisa, she smiled and nodded..