Ya kathetil aunty che nav kavita aahe (name changed) kavita aunty disayla khup sundar, 38 36 38 size chi, age 45 years pan watate 38 varshachi, bharga...cha sharir, kelichya gabhyasarkhya bhargaccha mandya, manala ved lavtil aase blouse madhye na mavnare bhargachh stan asleli, ticha te uphadyacha saundara pahun kunalahi tila lavnyachi echha vhavi ashi goripan aani madak ashi madi aahe.Kavita auntychya gharat ticha navra va ticha ek mulaga (jo dusrya city madye shikshanasathi asto) aahet. Ticha. He then lotioned her body and his with baby oil, his fingers exploring her curves and penetrating her crevices of desire. Her sounds of ecstasy were getting louder, but still muffled.He took an artificial phallus from the hot water, and beginning at her mouth slowing moved it downwards. It moved past her neck, down between her breasts, and past her navel. She closed her eyes in anticipation of the piercing of her womanhood. Instead, he only slightly parted her now moist lips. Slowly but firmly. She opened her eyes when she heard a voice say, "Now I will tell you what you will do."Looking up she saw again the blue-eyed Captain in black uniform, who introduced himself as "Hauptsturmführer-SS Hans Schneier, at your service," and reached down, as she thought to shake her hand. Instead he again cupped one breast.She lay perfectly still, far too frightened to resist anything he might wish to do."You are now a comfort woman in the Junior Officers' Off-Duty Facility at this glorious German. But she knew it wasn’t that easy. She might be separated from her husband now, living in her parent’s guest room, but she was still too painfully shy around men to just go home with one for meaningless sex. No, it looked like she’d just have to satisfy herself once more with her own fingers. She stared out the window wistfully, wondering how she could have allowed herself to get to this point. Not that she’d ever had men lining up to date her, she reminded herself. Even in high school she’d.