.first intro abut her her name is rahela n she is olso frm hyderabad n uska rang bohot fair thaa n uska figure 32,30,34 thaa hope k tumloag ko pata hi... hoga aise figure ko touch karne k baadd kya haal hota hai lund ka .toh baat tab ki hai k mai usko pasand karne laga thaa per wou kisi ko bhi nahi pasand karti thii per us per bohot saare ladke maarte thee usko dekhne k baad mutt mara karte thee mohalle me ,maine uska cntct no nikala bohot mushkilao k baad maine usko pataya phir maine usko date k. An old member joined our group … she had left for the states few years back and immediately talks started about her son Amit. Seeing the spirited talk about Amit led me to believe that he was something special and was he not when I saw him. What a body … muscles rippling and glistening with sweat he must be around 5’10, working out in gym flexing his muscles. Wow I felt a tingle in my pussy imagining his huge tool overpowering me in all places. I was small compared to him a mere 5’3. I decided. I can rarely bring myself to touch it, even when I dust and rearrange my room. Looking at the clock, I still have time to kill, so I log onto my email. Its full and empty at the same time. Notes from bill payment services, reminders of bills to come, wishful shopping advertisements with just a few messages I bother to open. Sighing, thinking this might be a waste too, being the third time today I looked at it. At the sound of the doorbell, I close the lid to my laptop, glance around the room to. Now it was my turn to pleasure them. I made aunty lay down on her back on the bed and moved towards her pussy. I spread her vagina’s lips and slipped my tongue. I got her clitoris and concentrated my efforts on it. I looked up and mom was sucking aunt’s boobs. Aunty was moaning loudly. She locked her legs around my shoulders and pulled my body towards her. I continued my tricks of sucking and licking aunt’s clitoris and mom was now kissing her. Aunty came after few minutes on my face. I drank.