Aapko miss kar rha tha”. Wo boli, “Accha. Mujhe laga tum bhul gaye”. Maine kaha, “Accha aunty ye btaiye kal school band rahenge kya?”. Wo bo...i, “Haa kyu?”. Maine kaha, “Actually, mujhe apse milna tha”. Wo boli, “To aaj hi ajao”.Muhe dar tha ki wo mana na karde. Par unka ye jawab sunkar mai relax ho gya. Maine kaha, “Thik hai mai 9 baje tak apke ghar aa jaunga”. Wo boli, “Ok”. Unka ghar sirf 100 km ki duri par tha isliye jada time nahi laga. Unhone kushi se mera swagat kiya aur fir wo mujhe apne. An outgoing person, not averse to the notion of liberating a woman from the usual chores of a house. They are a happy couple, and as a matter of fact, Anu usually prefers to have a drink or two, and we had it many a times, in the presence of my wife though. She is more of a mod and should have been born in a more wealthier family. But she had always valued relationships as they are, or at least I thought. Never did she ever showed any sexual inclinations towards me or towards anyone I know.. Suddenly, she pushed me off of her. “I want to be on top,” she said. “I want to ride you!” I got on my back and she straddled me, managing to stay on the hay bale. She was on her knees, lifting herself then came down hard, impaling herself and screaming. She was sitting straight up, riding me faster and faster, harder and harder, her tits bouncing, her wild hair flailing all over the place. She was riding me like I was a bucking bronco, forcing me deeper, screaming at the top of her lungs, her. She stroked it lightly, wiggling the stream. "Wow," she said. "You really did have to go." She flicked my cock once, twice, three times. Then she spun me around to face her and she undid my belt, then the button at the top of my jeans. Something came to me, and I straightened her up and pushed her back, back, back until we came against the hot brick of her mom and dad's house. "What're you doing?" She asked. "Shhh," I said spinning her around. "Assume the position," I whispered in her ear,.