Lungi bhi kharaab ho jayegi. Abhi to beta upar kuch mat pehan-na, aur neeche half pant rahega na tumhari pant ke andar. Usme karte hai saaf safayi.Mai...: Nahi aunty, pant ke andar sirf underwear hai.Aunty: Arre waah! Chalo fir usme hi karna saaf safayi.Main: Aunty abhi sach mein mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.Aunty: Arre kuch nahi beta. Karo yaha tum. Aur main hi to hu, mujhse mat sharmao.Aisa lag raha tha, ki wo lund ki bahut bhookhi thi, aur mujhe poora nanga karke hi chodhne wali.Main: Aur aunty. Regan had been strong, he knew that, but he hadn’t realized how strong she was until seeing all these things. Leaning back in his chair he sighed. The lady Iris had been questioning him about his lady love. What was her name? What did she look like? But Cien didn’t want to answer. Right now, the only thing he had to cling to of the past was Regan. Her memory kept him pushing through his days. And he would not share her so easily. Not even with those who took him in and helped to take care of. Her belly was flat and taut, no extraneous fat there, her legs were toned and trim with not a drop of cellulite, her pussy was naturally trimmed with a small nest of lustrous black hair shapely without a razor being used and finally her face was round and pretty with her almond eyes lively and gleaming in the soft light.I climbed onto the bed as she fell back pulling me over her. We kissed passionately as my hands found those perfect mounds and teased them. She was humping against me and I. .. I can't... Hannh... help it." she panted and then, when his lips again closed on her traitorous clit, her hands grasped the priest's head and she pulled him tighter against her pulsating pussy. Her big, soft thighs locked around his head and her wide hips rocked wildly as her unwilled climax surged through her innocent loins.The hot-blooded cleric thrust his tongue into the spasming entrance to her virgin cunt and almost smothered as her soft, wet pussy-pie was mashed against his face. And.