Aimee closed her eyes and sensually licked her lips. “Let me taste it, Shaye,” she cooed. I lifted my finger to her mouth and ran it around her li...ps. She opened her mouth and sucked my finger, moaning as she did. “Shall we take this upstairs?” “God, yes,” I said, leaning in to kiss those perfect, wet lips again. I couldn’t get enough of those lips and the way she kissed. Firm, but gentle. Filled with passion and desire, but not greedy and sloppy. Just nice. She gently pushed me away and I stood. I had a neighbor aunty teacher named Umadevi and her 2 daughters&a son old son. Uma anty was 43 years old. I called her anty, that is how I began addressing her. She was good looking and really good sexy figure. However she dressed well, not exposing much of her beauty. We had a balcony which was almost common, meaning we could go the others balcony. There weren’t any other apartments on that end, so it was kind of secluded. She used to wear a nighty at home. It was enough transparent that I. ”“Oh get real,” she disparaged. “All men are. But Susan was having none of it and he got the hump on.”“Sir – sir – Susan?” I stammered.“Susan Trent,” She amplified. “You remember her?”My head was reeling, of course I knew Susan Trent, she had been one of the gang when the boys were doing their – well whatever it was they did when they were all at Collingwood. “But she is married!” I objected.Carol threw her head back and laughed, a real roar of mirth. “Oh you are priceless Sal! I tell you I was. Woh jor jor se kasamasate kammotejana se aahe bharte.Mere lund ko mahasus karte. Mere neck par apni jango se pakad banate mera sath de rahi thi. Ab maine unke upar pura letkar unke hoth chuste smocch karte. Nichese gand utha utha kar unko chodne laga. Woh bhi meri jeebh ko mere hotho ko chuste huye.Kas ke aapni baho mein jakad kar ab hum hamri kammotejana ke charan par pahunch gaye. Hum done ne iss bar kas kar jakadate. Maine mere lund ke ras se unki chut ko bhar diya. Usi vakt unki chut ne.