Because, my only goal was to get out of that town.My folks wallowed in routine. My dad worked in a dairy. He was a manager, not a milkman. He loved hi... job and he wanted every minute of every day to be just like the one before it. My mother was a creature of habit too. She did things exactly the same way from time immemorial. If I saw mom doing the laundry, I didn’t need to look at my watch. I KNEW it was nine o’clock on a Monday.I was different. I might have enjoyed the boring regularity as a. She was very friendly and open minded. I inquired about her family, her husband and she said. He is in WB and he’s going to move soon to pune he is serving his notice period and he’s got a job in pune, so they have shifted. I finally asked her name. She said it’s Durga ‎.Durga was dead hot, she was the perfect aunty any guy would love to fuck. She would give a boner to a dead man. She had perfect round firm boobs, she used to wear saree. Below her naval (plus 100 points for that). ‎She was. Luis was about to enter her from behind but before he did, he bent down to give her pussy a few extra licks. With each of his licks, she returned a loud moan. Luis then lifted his cock, pushed forward, and restarted his rhythmic symphony. The sound of his balls slapping against Lenora’s ass returned! Just then, in the midst of all this, Lenora’s expression changed…her eyes widened and although she was still cumming all over Luis’ cock, her whole body began to blush! The personality change was. He had begun working at a photography studio just out of high school setting up the studio or field shoots for one of the bigger photo studios in the city and eventually earning a position as one of seven staff photographers. He was especially good at weddings. He found ways to make the brides breathtaking in their white wedding gowns, and always made sure that they were the star of the show. His reputation grew and before he knew it he was booked for two or three events a week in high season..