I went close to her & sit in the sofa. But my eyes is trying to found her breast in the covered saree.On that day she is wearing yellow color sari wit... green transparent blouse. The hooks of her Bra is shining from her back side. I am looking eagerly towards her. She kept my eyes looking at her breast. Then she said” Arun, What r u looking for?”Then I said “Aunty How Breast milk tastes?”Aunty: You must taste it in u’r childhood.Arun: I haven’t remembered yet.Aunty: What I will do?Arun: I want. I used a butt plug to keep things inside, and touched up mymake up after I straightened my clothes. A few condoms in my bra and Iwas ready for the night!I live close to a red-light district, so could have walked there, butdecided to take the car, in case I needed a quick get-away. I parkedout of the way, and began my walk to work. I sauntered around aparticular corner for awhile, watching the cars that went by. I evengot spotted by a cop, and thought I should make tracks before I gotpicked up.. As always, I wanted this first experience we were sharing to be good for her. Her screams were getting to be so intense, her pussy clasping me even tighter, my cock threatening to erupt.I knew somewhere within me was the ability to control my own ability to cum. With time to explore within me, I could find the mental switch required to withhold my own orgasms but I preferred to do it the old school way right now. I held my breath. I tightened my groin muscles. I thought of baseball statistics.. ..ahh, if not, just call down and I’ll… ohh, come up with another size,” Helen told him.On Marabogo it was customary for all husbands and white men to wear chastity belts.Standing behind Helen, Mbasa slowly pulled her tight shorts down and undid his loincloth. Grabbing his eleven-inch thick black cock, he rubbed it up against Helen's wet pussy lips.“Oh and… mm… these are the new… ohh… tokens that you… ohhhh,” Helen moaned out louder as Mbasa crammed his fat cock into her pussy.“Oh yess,” Helen.