She took a deep red cherry from the bowl, and sucked it into her mouth. Her teeth bit into the soft fruit and it burst, succulent juices covering her ...tongue. Mmm, she moaned inwardly and let the juice slide down her throat, before chewing and swallowing the fruit. As she reached for a second she turned her head and noticed him moving towards her, his fingers undoing the remaining buttons on his shirt. He removed it, and dropped it to the blanket. Angela lent away from him. “Excuse me?” she. It’s okay.’ I just couldn’t believe what I was going to do to this stranger’s cock. I gently squeezed Antonio’s cock with one hand and with the other hand I am squeezing my husband’s dick so hard he says, “Please, please be careful.” Antonio’s cock is as hard as my husband’s. That thick, soft vein underneath Antonio’s shaft seemed to be ready to spurt and I’m hoping that’s not the case because I want to feel him shoot his hot cum inside of me. I gently released my grip on my husband’s dick and. He gently opened the tight folds of my vulva and inserted one finger into my tight vaginal opening. Gary was the first person to explore my womanhood, the first person to ‘finger me’. It was a wonderfully fulfilling moment.And as perverse as it may sound, at that moment it felt right that the first person to finger my wet vagina was Gary. I loved the feeling of Gary’s finger penetrating me so intimately. He rotated his finger at my vulva, massaging the opening to my vagina. Even though I had. Aged around 31. This aunt was a wife of an top most official and she also use to work in some sector. I used to watch this aunty whenever she crosses our house and she always use to wear saree. the way she use to wear the saree will show exactly all the parts and the back clearly. She looks homely and fair in color. i never find the skin of her body apart from the face and hand. she use to cover neatly. I use to think about her structure and masturbate daily.One day i came to home and found no.