Any man would die to have a thing with her…the only problem she’s an introvert (however later i found out just the opposite) huge melons with well... rounded asses, typical of middle age-married ladies (you know how bihari/punjabi ladies are). When she walks, it’s a sight to behold for the free-wheeling cats like me. So naturally, i was all pumped up at this invitation and immediately left for my aunties house. There she was, looking sexy as usual, draped in a black saree which today was tied a. And then the finger wasprobing her ass. Slowly entering her. She moaned. Ihate this! I don’t want it! But it was no use. Herbody was betraying her. The finger withdrew, and was replaced by what she knewwas his cockhead. Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!It started pressing, relentlessly, into her, trying tosqueeze past her clenched sphincter.And she pressed back. Despite her horror, her body nowdesired it. She pressed back on his cockhead. Hersphincter finally relaxed, and it popped in her. Shewould. It somehow molded my chest into the shape of awoman's breasts.I looked in the bags.Bras and pantyhose! I knew they were meant for my sock drawer and wasn'tsurprised when it proved, like my underwear drawer, to be empty.Well now I guess I had two underwear drawers although I had never hadunderwear for my chest before. Then again for that matter all of theclothing that Maria had bought for me was a new experience for me.Maria said, "I would like you to do more around the house. My fathernever. I touch her lower stomach and thighs scratching gently but not touching the one place she craves it. Her body jerks and flinches and I hear her breathing is changing. My cock is now so hard that it’s starting to feel uncomfortable.“Choice Three” I say loudly near her ear and she jumps unsuccessfully. Again I make her choose between 1 and 5. This time the choice is accessories. Number one is a pair of rather vicious looking nipple clamps. Number two is a pair of Benwa balls. Number three is a.