She couldn’t let it happen. She couldn’t let a monster pleasure her unwilling body to the point of reaching an orgasm. It was impossible! At that ...instant, Leah reached a powerful climax. She jolted under blissful contractions while her pussy gushed over her already soaked bed sheets.After that, there was no more chasing and no more fear; only the lingering feeling of sexual satisfaction. She was content and at peace. Leah went back to sleep.***The following nights were no different. In her. Almost all the people in our society know this. So, around 9 pm aunty called me, I wished goodnight to my mom and was off to sharda aunty’s house. After 5 mins walk I reached her house and rang her door bell. Aunty opened the door. There she was, dressed in a flower-printed white saree, looking incredibly hot and voluptuous. With a generous smile she welcomed me in. I followed her sexy saree clad ass all the way to the couch where we both sat. Then she said, wanna have something ? Water, cold. She quickly became known to me as ‘Ailsa the Scot’. As the three of us sat over our coffee and scones Ailsa and I flirted lightly. Karen did not fail to notice this and her jealousy would become apparent later. On a second occasion in a pub in the Stockbridge section Karen and I met Ailsa again. This time Ailsa was wearing jeans and it was then that I noticed her stunning set of ass cheeks. Yes, the horsemanship had served her buttcheeks well indeed, her ass cheeks were high and tight like two. Her perfectly round breasts were flushed, and her nipples were hard and pink. I trailed my kisses down to her sexy erect nipples and sucked on each of them, just like she had sucked on my toes. I then trailed my hand down her side and rubbed her pussy on the outside of jeans. Kate moaned as I opened her tight jeans and peeled them off of her.I gazed lustfully down to the G-string underwear that barely covered her already wet pussy. I grabbed the thin strings on either side of her hips and.