Maine apni shirt aunty aunty ke samne utar dii.Aunty mere trf dekhke boli ki beta bde aur hot hote jaa rhe ho ?Kya baat hai gf bnani hai kya?Maine bhi... haste hue baat taal diAgli goti maine girayi . Lekin aunty sareee utarne se mna krne lgi .To mere zid krne pr aunty ne wo sarree utaar hi di .Main bs unke gudgude shareer ko dekh rha tha .Aunty ne kha beta mere trf dekhna chd aur game pe dhyan de wrna saare kpde utr jaenge.Waaps aunty ki baari aayi aur aunty ne harne ke drr se 3 peeli goti gira. ” And then silence again. And more silence. He continues to stare at the radio, as if he can will it to speak again. The human voice had been female. It sounded tired, strained, fatigued in some way. As if she’s walking up a hill. Walking towards a cottage. Walking towards where they saw the light. He creeps towards the window, almost on all fours. He cowers below the level of the window, and then peeps out into the night. The poker scrapes on the wooden floor. He looks towards the Irish. Sherrill had been right - everything had "settled andstretched" and my breasts now looked really nice. Well, "really nice"isn't the word for them - they're beautiful! They hang down just alittle on my chest and the way I can feel their weight shifting aroundon my chest when I walk around or bend over is sooooo cool. I was takinga shower the other morning and I got them all soaped up and startedrubbing them and playing with them and that felt so good that my thinggot all hard and I had to reach. At this point I had no idea whether I had cum or not, and with all I just experienced really didn't care! So here is Cheryl moving around, and so far all she has gotten was a little pussy eating done and she is ready for more. My wife sort of scooted around from under me(I'm still stuck here in an upright position on the edge of the bed) and turned over to plant her face squarely in Cheryls pussy. Before all this, and in many conversations my wife has told me that she has never even seen.