Aunty:- thik hai batati hu..Mene socha ki ab me aunty ko sexy bate karkar garam karta hu aur fir unke sharir ko chuta hu aur mera khada land unko dikh...ta hu aur fir unse uski masag karta hu aur fir chudai..Me sochkar hi garam ho gaya . But mere pass plan nahi tha ki kis prakar ki bate karu sex ki par kaise ..Aunty:- tere uncle naa hapte me do ya teen bar hi meri chudai karte hai.. Jab unka man hoga tab .. Jab unka man hota hai tab o mere doodo ko dabate hai aur muje kehte hai ki aaj mera man. While I do this I use my other hand on the head of his penis, firmly going over and over the ridge of the head with my thumb and index finger. I watch as his balls begin to rise again and I slow down both my hands to continue edging him. Cooper is bucking and gripping the bed sheet but it only causes me to slow down even further. I start to count down in my head… 10… 9… “Oh babe please let me cum.” 8… 7… 6… “Holy shit Samantha. Fucking god, please.” 5… 4… “Ohhhhhhhhhgggggg.” 3… 2… “Oh. ”“Okay, but what are you doing here with me then?” I blurted out.She looked at me stunned and just started laughing. She really thought that was incredibly funny, but Ralph and I knew better. Ugly was just how I saw myself.“Tina...”She was still giggling.“Tina...”“What?”“He’s serious.”“What? Come on ... you’re not model quality. And I would have preferred if you were a little taller. But you’re at least not shorter than me, so that’s okay. And yeah, you could use a few extra muscles. But Tom,. "John, this is—" John?" he said. "You keep calling me...John?"She blinked. “Is that my name? John,” he said, as though trying it out.She brushed his hair back, touching his face. “Yes dear, of course. You’re Lord John Covel.”"I am," he said, evidently unsure. "And who are you?" I'm your wife!" You are?" He pondered this, eventually appearing not displeased with the notion. "And where are we?" Darling, don't you remember anything?" I don't seem to," he said. "I’m sure I’ve never seen you before.