He touched her cunt and rubbed her panty clad buttocks, “You love it, don’t you, Yashoda Aunty? You love my hands on your horny cunt” he whisper...d in her ear.“Ohhhh. . . Ballu Beta, you are so big! Your cock is so big and fat!” she exclaimed.“And you have made me so hot, Auntyl! I must fuck you now” he smiled. “Your body is driving me crazy! You love to be fucked, don’t you, Aunty?”“Ohhhhhh. . . yeeesssss. . . you are making me mad with lust for your cock, you are a big stud. My husband doesnt. The car smells like burning paper stuffed inside melting rubber. Marc pays it all no mind. He made it to the garage. Everything should be fine now. Now inside the shop office, Marc gives his info to the clerk then strums through the display of air fresheners hanging on the wall. The clerk steps out from behind the counter and goes to the shop’s entrance. He locks the door. Marc looks through the window to the garage and sees the inlet doors of the garage closing. He looks to his watch.“Shit.. I moved the laptop off the the bed and stood beside her, my dick sticking out of my knickers, above my stockings. She lay there on my bed, her blouse partly unbuttoned, skirt hitched up, knickers off, fanny presented to the world! She was nearly asleep from the exhaustion of her orgasm. I manoeuvred her gently below the covers, carefully taking her blouse and skirt off as I did so. I took my blouse off too and got into bed with her. At first I was going to sleep in my wig, but then decided it. . Consider symbionts, like pilot fish and a shark; or a horse and its rider, for instance. Both work together, both benefit from the association, but the rider gives direction. The stronger the horse, the more it can contribute. A good rider will train the horse to make the correct moves, rather than constantly telling it what to do.”“You’re saying I’m like a horse?”“Bloody hopeless”, she muttered. “Listen, you have great potential. You’re brilliant, and you work hard. Fiona is drawn to that,.