Go get ready for work. Your transportation leaves in thirty minutes."Kay jumped into the shower and tied her hair back in a ponytail and then threw on...a pair of khakis and a blouse. As she came downstairs, Dan greeted her with coffee in her work mug and a breakfast hot pocket. They both laughed as they got into the car."So, stud, if I know you, that was just to leave me aching for more and to remain wet all day in anticipation of what is to come later," Kay teased."Well, you are so correct. I stayed ina flat and oppsite to my flat taste a sexy aunty called parbha she is hi married with three duaghters and her age may is 46 years. But please donot get fooled by her age she is awsome figured still her boobs and ass are intact.Prabha aunty was very close to our family she used to come in to my house chat with my family members in fact we were like an extended family one day in the morning i eneterd in the house to get some green chillies as my mom asked me for . As the door was open. And then he'd treated her like he had and made her feel not only an attractive and desirable woman but one with a personality and feelings. She loved him but he would never love her back in the same way: fond of her, caring, responsive but never loving her."Aw, come on!" she thought to herself. "I've always known 'e's a nice bloke so why should I think different when 'e fucks me nice?... 'Cos I've never been treated like that and I've never felt like that ... I've never come like that from. My return home was more sedate, considered, meandering. I circumnavigated the park twice, chin down, tongue pushed against my teeth, hunkered down in my wool coat, hands buried deep in its satiny pockets (though they're probably polyester... checks coat; definitely polyester), lost in contemplation, chewing and nibbling mentally and physically, fingers rummaging and stroking my house keys and mobile, attempting and failing to find understanding. I made a cup of tea. Cut myself a piece of fruit.