I rather decided to make my own arrangement. I Google and in local ad site found a descent aunty. I got her contact details through her agent. I calle... her. It was durga puja day. She initially refused to come but later on my insistence and high money offering she agreed. She called me to meet in the Howrah station near the food plaza. I had forgotten to tell her profile. She was 24, married and had a kid also of 4 years. She was coming along with her husband. I initially felt awkward that it. As the weeks passed I less and less expected to ever see her again , then out of the blue one Friday evening I was out with my friends as usual in our local, when all at once the conversation stopped, my friend Jack was facing the door when he whistled slowly, then added “Wow Top totty alarm” so we all turned to see the 3 elegant, beautiful women who had walked into a spit and sawdust (not quite) joint, I turned to look just as she saw me, she waved over and grabbed her friends and began. "Tom! Get up!" she demanded. "We've got a million things to do." Oh?" he asked, "What? Let me see your list."Bobbie pretended to search in the sand but then suddenly stopped, wheeled on him and started pounding on his chest with her small fists. "Damn you, Tom Conroy! It's all your fault. We lost the pencil so I can't write out my list ... so ... so ... I forgot what was on it."With that, her playacting stopped as suddenly as it had begun. After a lingering passionate kiss, she just snuggled. You gasp at the suddenness of it. I manipulate your tits for a while and move my fingers out to pinch your nipples while I listen to you attempt to keep your moans silent. “You don’t have to be silent with Daddy. I want to hear you!” After that you are a little more vocal. I open my robe to reveal my hard throbbing cock sticking straight out at you. I press downward on your shoulders and say, “Okay, whore, get on your knees and suck my cock! You are going to take all of my cock like a good cock.