Maine use kaha k kese rahi to wo boli k dam hai tujmai mai call karungi.Some day letter wo call karke muje jaga batayi in bombay maine ha bola or us d...in chala gaya . Jab mai waha pohcha to dekha k wo ek reshort that and m wait for her wo car say aayi wow kya dihk rahi thi. Lanbe khule baat blue jeans and black top.Maine use hi kaha per wo to sidha mere pass ayi muje hug kiya oe kiss karte meri bum pe tapli mari or hello kaha me to wiswas nahi kar pa raha that k itna bold koi ho sakta hai yaha. She said admiring is fine. I know what you did with my panties in the washroom. Did I speak anything?I was shocked but still, I tried to convince her by saying I know uncle is not able to satisfy you and you are such a hot and beautiful lady. She put her head down and chuckled. I knew I had a way and tried talking more. I said look aunty there’s nothing wrong in this. It’s all common. I’m a boy who wants sex, you are a woman whose man is not able to satisfy you.I said we have it in common,. "Sweetheart, I'm home", he called out as he shut the door behind him. "Hmm... thats queer... she should be here. Where the devil is she?" He walked from room to room thru out the small cottage. But she was nowhere to be seen.He went out to the back garden, maybe she was there enjoying the nice weather on this late afternoon. He called out for her but there was no answer. "That's odd." he said. Then it popped into his head. "That blasted bike!"He walked quickly to the shed now. And rage filled. The pictures of the same body parts, he used to caress, kiss and hold dear. Most especially the picture of Yolanda with her favorite double dildo, working her cunt and the ass both. He knew, what a pity! In spite of his interest in anal, he was never really able to work his cock to go up in her ass mostly because he imagined everything to be too tight for his width. Now it was his chance and she was tied, face down on the bed. He wished and prayed that there was hope to revive the relationship.