Ye last month ki baat hai unn dinno garmi bhot thi. Meri aunty ka ghar hamare ghar ke pass hi hai. Mere uncle businessman hai un dinno vo business ke ...ilshile me 3 din ke liye Mumbai gaye huye the aur vo janne se phele mujhe un ke ghar raat ko rehne ke liye bol gaye the kyo ki ghar me aunty aur un ke beti jo 13 saal ki thi ikali thi.Ab main aunty ke baare me baata du un ki umar lagbag 40 saal ki hogi. Iss raat se phele maine kabi aunty ki figure aur boobs ki taraf dyan nhi diya tha. Uss raat. I press the remote switch in my hand to probe her cunt. Mrs Smith has remained silent until now moans loudly. "OOOOOOOOOO...." The tapered dildo spreads her labia apart stretching her wide open as inch by inch it probes deeper in to my patient. Once six inches are in I turn on the back and forward slowly at first. "Fuck that's big I … can't … it … won't... " I put the ball gag in her mouth to muffle her protests. Mandy hands me a stainless steel chain that has spring loaded metal clamps with. "I think that thought had never crossed my mind," I said, and I meant it, at least up until that very minute.In hindsight, one of the most pleasing aspects of our relationship was the complete openness. No subject was taboo—even things that at first would have been out of question to know, names, jobs, addresses, the tags that the world uses to label people—were later no big deal; they were uninteresting or just didn't matter. What would I gain asking her real name? I already had a name for. Even when I tried I could not concentrate on the feelings in either my mouth or my pussy. And that didn't even count the audience. I was glad I was drunk, because even now I couldn't remember what faces I had seen watching me. Watching? Suddenly I remembered the phone. I grabbed it and looked at the pictures. Oh, now I felt even worse. They were disgusting. I didn't enjoy much porn, and even less when it was me. The only good thing was that I could delete all but one, but I wasn't about to.