Her name is Puja she is my uncle’s wife. This story incident happened 13 years ago and still remembers the every second of it. After reading please ...hare your comments on my email address Let me tell about my aunt she was 38 years when this incident happened. She was married for 15 years with no kids. Uncle and aunt use to stay in other city but whenever uncle use to go on office travel he uses to drop aunt in our place.She was very friendly I use to enjoy her company a lot. I was very attract. I feel a deep sense of validation, they all craved me, desired me and had to have me. As men leave, they slap my but or kiss my neck and say things like “you are fucking amazing!” or “thank you I won’t forget this!” I give them a big wet kiss and say, “you are welcome anytime!” My ex come up and tells me how I exceeded his wildest expectations. I mention that I did not remember him having a go with me. He smiled and said that he hoped the night was not over. I leapt into his arms and wrapped my. She was positively shaking, like a leaf in autumn, and her free hand was now softly caressing her little boy's face. At last, her left breast ran dry, and she helped Wesley switch sides. When he was latched on again, she delicately took out her boy's cock. Wesley moaned appreciatively on his mother's nipple as Beverly lovingly stroked his shaft. With gentle squeezes and a few light brushes about the head, He was stiff in moments. Dr. Crusher loved the feel of it. It was thick and firm, but soft. . except for me. I justed wanted to go back to my apartment, but I was stuck sitting in the stands of the Umass football stadium, where the graduation was being held was being held. After about 45 minutes later my sister was called to the podium. I noticed that the guys all around me were getting hard over my sister. I counted seven guys with massive erections. Normally I would yell at them, but, I wearing a tank top and booty shorts was getting wet over this. I wasn't wearing a bra so my.