I offered them some drinks and went to keep serving when my aunt called me.“Nat, go with your friends, don’t worry, people can take drinks on thei... own.” That was my aunt, sometimes she was nice, and sometimes she was the evil, the problem was that she changed as fast that you could never now her mood.I thanked her and went with my friends, each time I saw Alex I blushed, I wasn’t used to talking with boys of my age, at school I was studying, and I never went out with friends or something, so,. Meri height 5. 8 he gora chitha handsome banda hu or mujhe bus sex se pyar he sex meri kamjori he or bhabhi aunty jo apni pyas bhujhana cahti he unki pyass bujhata hu ager jaipur ki koi bhabhi aunty mujhe contact karna cahe to meri id h( )Now story ek din meri iss per story padh kar khuch dino pehle mujhe ek lady ka mail aaya or unhone kaha ki wo mujhe se milna cahti he. Unka naam Rani tha(name changed) so maine unke no. Mange or unhone mujhe apne no. Diye or maine unhe call kiya. Or. I even knew about her sex life (as told by her) but not explicitly. Our friendship kept growing but we were never in love kinds rather very frank and casual friends. One day I took her out for lunch and after that we went to my place ( I used to live in an apartment sharing it with another guy).She used to come there frequently with or without her bf. Her bf and me were friends and I got to know her through him only. That day she was wearing a black jeans that fitted nicely on her ass and one. As I followed with a slap to her other ass cheek I saw her slide a hand up from her knee to rub and finger her clit, and I quickly swatted her again and told her to stop playing with her pussy, and then told her "Your hands have been too naughty tonight". After another quick slap and squeal of pleasure from Sherrie, I replaced her hand with mine, reaching from behind her and began to slowly rub the base of my thumb and palm over her sopping pussy, using my middle and forefinger to lightly.