I raised myself up on one elbow to reach lower to ensure all my exposed skin was protected. But all the touching had aroused me to the point where I d...dn’t want to stop. I lay back down, spreading my legs wider and brought my left hand up to my left breast, fondling it and pulling on my nipple. I quickly wiped my other hand on the blanket to remove the excess lotion and then slid my fingers down between my pussy lips, back and forth. I wasn’t surprised to find myself hot and wet; I was so. Their lips meet again as they sat on the semi-circular bench. Hands began to roam as they explore each other as they have played out so many times before. Knowing that time is very short, Leslee reminds Leo that they must hurry so as not to worry both spouses that were left behind.A waiter arrives to see to their needs and is told they are on there honeymoon and need some time alone. With a knowing wink he leaves them to their passion.Leo moves directly to Leslee's dress, unzipping the tight. But in this story it’s my experience with my own aunty. Her name is sangeetha.She is not too fair she is an normal indian colour.. Not too fair (medium colour) but the main thing about her is her boobs.. It’s just like a soft pillow where I always love to lick it. She has a really a big boobs and she fat. It’s just hard her beauty. She always wears saree. She is 35 yrs old.I hav mentioned myself in the previous story as you know.She has been with me since I was born. I also had a wish to see. I don’t want to go back to him, to that. But at the same time… Jesus… at the same time, I miss some of it. Oh God!”I turned off the fire under the pan and hugged her. She melted into me as I held her head against my chest.“So that explains you wanting the spanking last night.”Mel nodded.“Okay, honey. Well, again. I’m not ‘him’. I loved last night, though! But at the same time, I felt bad about spanking you too hard.”“It wasn’t too hard,” she reassured me.“Still, I left marks on.