"No." I whispered softly, trying very hard not to faint.When the room righted itself again I took a much slower approach. I walked to the door and gri...pped the handle. There was no budging it. I pushed, pulled, knocked, pounded and screamed at it. I even went so far as to kick it in my slippered foot. The only results were raw hands and throat and a throbbing toe."Locked in." I said to the empty room. My voice sounding very small and meek compared to the empty room, but oddly comforting just the. Aunt: to 18 ki ho jaye gi.Me: auntie k bat kahoon ap seAunt: kia? Bolo betaMe: meri ek khawahish hai? Jo ap pora karsakti ho.Aunt: aisi kon si khawahish hai jo mai poora kar sakti hoon.Me: ap promise karo k ap pora karo gi aur naraz nahi hogi?Aunt: naraz matlab? Chal tum kehty ho tou bata I promise.Me: aunti k ap mujhe doodh pila sakti ho apny breast ka.Aunt: itny bady hokay itni choti se khwhish? (Aunty said in seductive voice)Me: badi khwhish bhi hai lekin pehly choti to pori ho.Aunt: lekin. Ass juice and saliva covered my face and Nikkis ass. I swallowed all of it I could. The smell drove me insane. Her pussy was drenched. Her nipples were bullet hard. My cock was a fountain. Nikki finally shuddered and bucked as she came-she jammed her ass into my face-I frenziedly licked and sucked and tongue-fucked her asshole&hellip,. She finally fell forward-I just knelt there while she recovered. She sighed and giggled and turned and sat up. My still oozing cock looked her in the eye. Well,. However this women was in no way hiding her feet. We discussed a variety of subjects, but she then brought up the subject of her feet, maybe because I could not keep my eyes off them. She told me that she never wore shoes inside because she liked the feeling of stocking feet on carpeting. She said it made her feel sexy.I commented that her husband was a lucky man to have a wife who always was in her stocking feet.She said that regrettably her husband had absolutely no interest in her feet. As.