Her pussy was totally shaved except for a small landing strip.Flat stomach,narrow hips,and tits just big enough to be a handful each.Straight blonde h...ir to the middle of her back,big blue eyes,and a mouth that makes my cock throb every time I see it. She put her hands on my chest and guided me to the chair telling me to sit down.She sat down on my lap,straddling me.Her body felt so good pressed against mine.We made out kissing and feeling each other out.Then she started kissing my neck,got. Here comes the real set up: Ever since then, everyone on my dad's side of the family have come out of the woodwork with their sympathy-driven holiday invites and whatnot. They're good folks, but I'm not much of a people person. However, it did create the opportunity for this titillating tale.Cut to: An unseasonably warm weekend in early Spring. I get a call from Aunt Marlene, who asks if I'm for babysitting duty. She and her husband Bill were planning a cut/paste romantic dinner and their. One of my books fell on her leg and she was hurt.I immediately responded and said sorry and helped her to get up and get her luggage. She said she was ok but she got a small injury in her leg. I told her that my room is nearby and she could wash her wound and get a Band-Aid.She hesitated but I assured her that I am not that bad. She agreed and we both went to my room. I showed her the bathroom to wash her wound. She went to bathroom and closed the door meanwhile I prepared some tea for her. I. 
 “My gosh, so much rush”, I exclaimed as I was afraid it would be impossible for me to force my way into the coach.Taking a deep breath, I said to myself, “Jab okhli mein sar diya to musal se kya darna”. And musal reminded me of something else too which made in smile innocuously.I got into the coach only to realize later that I could have ridden into the ladies coach if I had hurried upon. Now as the things can’t be undone, I stood by making space all around me.A woman with my stats is often.