.” She leaned in close, her lips brushing against my earlobe, her warm, heavy, bare breasts pressing against my shoulder. My shaft throbbed. Any gui...lt I might have felt about tricking Monica vanished beneath an avalanche of lustful desire. “Ready to turn over?”“Yeah...” This was it. I was going to see her breasts. She straightened up, giving me room to flip over. I imagined where her breasts would be and got ready to look, eager to drink in as much as I could before she recognized me and. But none of them bothered me I had to masturbate there , I went the down the tunnel looked around and slowly unknotted salwar, I had not worn the panty and started masturbating there. After a while having the best ever orgasm till then.Knotted the salwar again stood up and was headed to the room , suddenly a hand on my shoulder stopped me. Shocked to see 2 men behind me.They started calling me slut come let us have some learn fun. I started screaming and running towards my flat but in vain they. This one was flimsy and weak against his strong hand.Doris emerged from the washroom holding a small washcloth.“Ready, babe?” Harry said.“Yes,” she said. As she passed me, she pressed the washcloth against my flaccid dick until I held it myself.“And remember this,” Harry said, his face back to that stern tight mouth look as he pointed at me. “Good neighbors? Quid pro quo.”“Huh?” I said.He winked at me again before holding his wife’s hand. The couple left, and I still stood there.“What the fuck. This story is about my aunt who is 35 years old and is fucking hot to the core. Any guy would go bonkers to even see her.My work routine was fine with weekend fuck sessions with my colleagues and few other females once in a while. I had to go for my cousin’s marriage to kotagiri which is my native. Friday evening I reached the hotel and all my family members were there. And there she was the heroine of the show. Standing in a hot saree with a huge smile. She hugged and welcomed me, her smell.