She was Irish with sky blue eyes, pale skin, and, when younger, flaming red hair. Now she was gray-haired and as determined as she could be to catch a... pixie. Her husband, Kevin O’Donnell, died two years ago and Sheelagh had not had an orgasm since. Sure, Kevin was Red Irish and he had the average four and a half inch red Irish dick, but he had been giving her sheet-wetting orgasms since they married forty-three years before. If size ever mattered, it did not measure up to the fact that Kevin. By that time aunty had finished wearing her saree.I went close to her and put my arms around her fleshy waist and pulled her to me. I said, “You look so lovely aunty, just lovely.” I was hard down there and my erection was visible from my pants. I caught aunty’s right hand and put it straight on my hard cock.Aunty said, “You are too much, Rahul,” and she smiled sexily. I caught her neck and locked her lips with mine. We both kept smooching for some time and then I broke the kiss. I looked at. She told me this was one of her nights off and that her husband goes to bed early and works the day shirt and wont miss her.WE fucked for the next hour and a halve with me licking and sucking her feet and moving up to her pussy that was clean this rime she climaxed twice be for I put my cock in her sweet cunt and fucking until we both had two climaxes. As we laid in each other's arm there was a knock on the door that turned out to be TY and he wasn't alone he had another boy with hem.Ty and Ben. Gradually I introduce a second finger into you, and your cunt spasms and clasps around my knuckles as I continue to kiss and lick your clitoris. I feel your hips and arse push against me and against the mattress, and I hear you moaning. I need you, and I reach up to you and press myself on top of you and again our mouths find each other. You reach down to grab my cock to guide it towards your pussy. You open your legs and put my cock to the entrance to your cunt, and I keep it there, allowing.