With confidence he lay me down and quickly took control, my makeshift latex rig suddenly making sense in my head. The little nubs atop my breasts were... pinched lightly simply to bring my blood to the surface, to activate my nerve endings and bring the experience into sharp focus.Slithering strokes the length of my thighs brought a tingle to my skin all over while the cool night air caressed my sex. My imaginary Master told me it was time to begin.The vibrating end of my wand pressed lightly. Bhabhi’s mother is technically my aunt. Bhabhi is a fair lady with a curvy body. She is not slim but not fat either. She has a nice pair of boobs and an enticing ass. I would say her boobs are her biggest assets. She has tits of size 36F and her measurements are 42-27-38.My bhabhi’s name is Aayesha. Her sensual body always attracted me. Her mother is a very hot and sexy Indian milf. My bhabhi’s mother’s name is Salma. She has even bigger boobs than bhabhi. She is a fair lady with an average. We have been chatting ever since. She’s nice and I liked her. But I had to follow Amma and Arjun to see that everything goes smoothly.It wasn’t. That old fart Broju was full of his dirty tricks. Whenever a hot woman would come his way, he would suddenly fall down. Sadly Arjun was holding the bags so Amma had to pick him up. I saw it with my own eyes. While she held his arm to pick him up, his palm was firmly groping her left boob.She was too polite to react or to drop him. I had half mind of. And wanting it so long and that desire just fermented in some dark corner of my mind until 'even if...' became everything I wanted. The idea of licking each other simultaneously seemed like it could be and maybe even should be one of my favourite things in life. For the mix of love, closeness, warmth, and passion it could not be beat by anything.But if I was going to be completely honest and frank, I wanted her to ride my face hard. Like using me like a sex toy kind of hard.I wanted her to make.