Mo banda bhus kina pasigala. Baas genhicala. Mu gandi ku upara tala kari genhili. Aaaahha uu bhauja aaaaha kana kahibi. Aji genhili. Bia bia biaku gen...hili. Bhauja mo banda genhila, Haaan genhi chala. Bia galu maride. Bahut galu karuthila.Haaan mo banda bi. Nalua bia bhitare mo banda genhuthila. Mu danda marila bhali gandi ku upara tala kari bhauja bia ku genhuthili. Majhire kundhei gandi ku kutti li. Banda bia bhitare bhas bhas kari pusuthila baharuthila. Mo banda aga pura bia bhitare bajila. I could feel her corset touch my shoulders as she ran her fingers through my short hair. Next she ran her finger nails down my right arm to my hand. She giggled as she felt, I might be ticklish. I was trying with all my might not to pass out or have my erect cock burst my jeans. I heard Marc get off his bar stool. He got closer to the stage. He was still far enough back not to see him in the lights from the stage. I turned my attention to his wife. She moved to sit on my lap. Her hair was in my. "Jennifer's father smiled and said, "She is developing into a young woman, I see. Did you ask her?" Yes but she wants Betty there and she doesn't want Josie left alone." Josie?"Paul explained."Send Josie in here and she can stay with me." Thank you, sir." Paul left and went back to Betty and Josie. "Josie, Mr. Wilson wants to talk to you. Betty, come upstairs with me."Josie went into the den alone, as directed by Paul, and Betty eagerly went upstairs with him. When the two of them got back into. Here is the actual story started. Two hours went on and suddenly I woke up and saw the aunty lying beside me. Oh my god, that pose she was sleeping was hit as hell as my nerves got high and I was not able to control myself.She was wearing saree with maroon blouse. Her saree was dragged until her thighs and I was able to see the sweat BTW her armpits clearly. My dick was hard and I slowly went near her armpits and smelled it. My god it was a natural scent that hit my head like drug. I thought I.