What came next was inconceivable and beyond anything I could have possibly dirtily fantasized about.There was a light knock on my door and I welcomed ...nto my domain my aunt, a rather large woman. Large in comparison to these frankly off-putting size zero models however she wasn’t enormous; I’d say 15-16 stones in weight. She has a pair of tits that were unmissable and a deliciously wide arse, I remember as a young teen maybe 14-15 I would look in her laundry basket for some used underwear to. ‘It wouldn’t have been much of a show without our prettiest carriage.’ Ingrid smiled, and even blushed a little. Then she walked over to me, stood on tiptoe, and kissed me. It was a sweet kiss, but it held the promise of more. ‘If you really want to thank me, will you join me in a cup of coffee?’ I said. ‘There’s a café just around the corner.’ ‘That would be nice,’ she said. ‘I’ll go and change. Call for me in about fifteen minutes.’ I changed into street clothes, and fifteen minutes later I. My blue eyes have the cold, forbidding look of my Norman ancestors. In short, I look like those big mean white guys you see in the movies and on TV who play the villains.Shantel is my exact opposite. Her mother is in fact a Norwegian immigrant, with lily white skin and platinum blond, arrow-straight hair. The looks she passed to her daughter have an unusual appeal. But my wife's father was part African American. Her skin is a golden shade darker than a Caucasian woman with a deep tan. Shantel's. Abid had a luxury mini bus which was rarely used on vacation in his family. Zihan who was the son of VIP family and Abid were agree to drive it. We were total 12 guys, 7 boys and 5 girls. We took some beers and vodka bottles with us and lot of cigarettes. Abid had VIP pass with Fast Tag, so nobody stopped the bus. Ashok and Sona were enjoyed the beer on last seats. They were quite happy and kissed each others. Abid drove the bus, so Zihan also busy with Mala. Back seats of bus was removed and.