She had unbuttoned her sheer silk blouse, just enough to reveal her sexy tiger stripe lace bra, just enough to let her heavy 36DD tits spill out. Mon...ica, had great tits and knew it. She gently slipped one from the bra cup and squeezed her nipple whilst looking up at her boss with her big blue eyes. He let out a little moan as she knew he would as she worked her nipple into a hard nub with a blue painted thumb nail.Monica worked her lips on his shaft. Her red, lipstick coated lips slipping. Mamta aunty is of exhibitionist types and only god knows how many times,I have shagged fantacising about her assets being fondled, caressed and ultimately fucking her. She has seen me growing up and had quite often teased me for my shy nature and once I stepped into my teens, gradually I became extrovert (thanks to my good looks and my girlfriend). We had excellent rapport amongst us.That summer afternoon my mother was away for her kitty party and I was fooling around, all alone, in our house. As I thought I began to dream something like, a girl rubbing my penis with her soft hand for some time and started smooching my lips with her rose petals, aaaaah I am enjoying it as it is real, the smooching thing gained some intense and I woke up suddenly and got shocked to see my room mate sl**ping next to my bed, I immediately moved from him thinking that I am smooching him as I was in middle of a sexy dream, suddenly my heart rate increased many thoughts running over my mind ( next day he. He probably had the ability to smell the scent of fertile females, just like you can. Over the millennia, he eventually lost that ability. This was not necessarily a bad thing. When Man developed agriculture, family units were forming and with that, the concept of property. If a man could be reasonably assured that his female's c***d was the result of his own seed, he could pass the property to his heir without worrying whether the c***d was the product of a rival or even a stranger who caught.