I don’t remember anymore but that isn’t important. I stayed and talked for almost two hours, looked at her chest more then enough times, and she k...new that too. She invited me back, the following day, which was my 40th birthday, and for some unknown reason I happily agreed. Once I did, she smiled a grand smile which lit up her face, eyes and all. My wife left and once she was gone so did I. Once there, I rang, and she answered the door. Of course, this time she wore another fascinating outfit.. My own hand found her thigh and I savored her almost frictionless soft skin and loved the feeling of the firm muscle beneath; I later found out she was a gym instructor. We kissed there, touching each other's bodies. My now fully-erect member was nearly bursting out to be touched. Luckily as I cupped her now exposed breasts she pulled the string on the side of my loin cloth and it fell away letting me free. Her hand worked along the length wiping the dew at the end into the head making it all. My last name is from Northern Europe, but my family isn't sure where exactly. I am actually from the Midwest where I was a high school teacher until last year. I had transferred out here because my ex-husband decided to start a game of psychological abuse for divorcing him a few years back. He's had a number of affairs since then, but the girls always dump him pretty fast once they realize he's useless. I hear his CAP is 2.9. I'm forty-four and have a CAP of six point two. I know that I could. Mujhe bahut dard ho raha tha lekin shakuntala aunty mere dard ki parawa kiye bagar dildo ko aur jorse andar bahar kar rahi thi. Mujhe maja aa raha tha aunty bhi maje le rahi thi apane choot meon apane hi haath ki ungaliya dalkar andar bahar kar rahi thi aaaa maaaa ugfffff mein zaranewali hoon aunty ne kaha to mein ne kaha aunty mere muh mein zarana aur apana mut bhi mujhe pila dena aunty mere muh mein jor se zar gayi mein uske cum ka ek bhi katra niche girane nahi diya aur mein aunty choot.