Some times I feel so week to get my Bhabho’s cloath-less sex that I repeatedly masturbate before her photograph or while directly seeing her voluptu...us nude body through bathroom holes.My Bhabho is still a distinctly voluptuous, extremely beautiful milky white complexioned & fully developed item-figured tall youthful lady (now 48) filled with exceptionally unparalleled sexual appeal and intoxicating attraction, with even now maintained fleshy and juicy shoulder and arms, extremely huge,. Before lunch, he told his secretary that he wasn’t feeling well and thought he’d take the rest of the day off, maybe the next day as well, and to cancel all his appointments. She agreed that he didn’t seem to be quite himself.Twice on the way home, people behind him blasted their horns because he was just sitting there in a fog when the light turned green. It was just blind luck that he hadn’t cause a traffic accident or been pulled over by a cop.Back in his apartment, he (carefully) put away. Danny, the young man I had picked up at the club’s bar, had his hands on my waist, then slid them down to my hips as he danced behind me.He moved in close, and I pressed back against him, rubbing my ass against the swelling in his slacks. The young man pushed back and his hands wandered over my slim form. My pussy moistened at the simulated sex, dampening the tiny thong that was the only underwear beneath the thin fabric of my party dress.I turned to face my new friend, placing my hands on his. I couldn’t be sure but it looked like Wendy was about to embrace him in another kiss. ‘Ok, I’m off,’ I yelled purposely trying to interrupt them, ‘you guys just keep on dancing and I’ll see you in an hour or so.’ I got no response as I closed the front door behind me. I was a bit nervous leaving them alone like that but I new Wendy was just a flirt–harmless fun. Murphy’s had the mix and alcohol that I needed, and even though I drove as fast as possible, I took an hour and 15 minutes to get back.