Let’s call her Vandana aunty, obviously name hidden for privacy. She was 49 years old, fair complexioned, and her body was full of mouthwatering fle...sh. Damn man, what a hot woman she was. Always draped in semi-transparent sarees, her stomach would very nicely be visible. This woman had the power to challenge my cock to the very extent of erupting out of arousal. She had big breasts which used to be temptingly hidden behind her thin saree pallu. Her sexy blouses did nothing to hide her humongous. Courtney put her things in my guestroom, changed, and came down to watch some television. She was only wearing one of her mother’s old T-shirts. It looked like a tent on her. She pulled her knees up into her breasts and I could see her hairy pussy gapping open between her spread feet.As I asked her questions I found out that she was just fifteen years old, in the ninth grade in high school, and that she was not a very good student. She had just gotten her report card with the first thirty weeks. Rita was very open when she talked about it. Patty often thought about getting Rita and Jemma on the Doctor Ruth show to talk about sex. She laughed to herself, knowing it would never make it onto the air. After 10 days of nonstop work, Stephano and his staff had everything done. The wedding announcements were at the printer. The church was reserved. The huge white canopies would be brought in from a Long Island two weeks in advance of their wedding, to make sure no multi-billionaire could. You’d think this lead to somewhere but it won’t. No, all this means is that we’re staying at the motel that coming up. And now that we’re closer to it I can say for sure that there are few women there that are nice and clean. To be honest I’m immune to most STD’s especially the heavy hitters, I was modified that way, but healthy clean women just taste better, another one of my mods.“Ash, try to hold out for a few minutes. I think I found a place to stay…” I pause to look back at her to see how.