Mujhe darr bhi lag raha raha tha.raat aunty mere room mei aayi aur boli chalo khana kha lo.mai aunty ke peeche peeche bahar ja kar hath mooh dho kar k...ana khane ke liye baith gaya.aunty muhhe khana de rahi thi to unke blouse mei se unki aadhi choochi dhikh rahi thi mai unhe dhekhne laga.aunty ne ye baat notice ki aur wo janboojh kar apni nahi chupaii. aunty boli khana kha kar mere room mei aao mujhe tum se kuch baat karni hai maine kaha thik hai aur aunty uth kar chali gayi. Main man hi man. To understand this part, please read part one. Alan, as it had turned out, was not only the owner of the flying school but President of the corporation that owned the company I worked for. He told me over lunch one Sunday and swore me to secrecy as he didn’t want to be seen to be giving me any favours. After we had eaten and while Sandy was in the kitchen with Charlie he pulled me aside and suggested we keep the window of Sandy’s bedroom closed. As he put it, there are some things that are. She a cute face and pouty lips. With 5'5'' she is just a bit taller then her mother, but her legs seem to be endless and when they finally end, they do at a nice and firm bubble butt. She has a flat stomach and just like her mother, C-Cups. You are pretty sure she is some kind of high school slut, but actually she is still a virgin and more shy then you might think. Still she has some problems to show respect and is often rebellious when she's not getting what she wants. Thats the main reason. However, what you are most likely not to realize is that all things in this life come at a price. And that for those like her who are unusually blessed, the price exacted is quite high. If you were to see her in London, getting out of a limo at the Dorchester Hotel or having a late dinner at Blakes, or you were to see her sitting and drinking tea at the Ritz in Paris, or perhaps at the Pierre in New York, you would have no idea of the acute fiery passions that raged beneath the haute couture.