She groggily felt herself being pulled from the van and she leaned on the man to her left as they carried/half-walked her into a building. Jean could ...hear her heels click on the floor as they to walked down a long corridor and into a small room. The whirring and the slight sensation of motion made her realize the they were in an elevator and her new false tits bounced a bit at the elevator stopped. The d**gs appeared to be wearing off and she could motivate, although a bit wobbly, on her heels. My cock became hot and erected. Her hip saree was rolling here and there over her hip because of heavy air produced by the fan. As her saree is thin…. The air lifted her hip saree a little….My heart stopped to beat.Oh god… I saw it. Yes… My sexy akka’s deep round navel……As her saree is completely out of her navel…I saw the big navel of her. I became mad. I holded my rock dick over my lungi. It is ready to ejaculate. I saw my akka. She was looking other side….with lots of shy… because she knows. I really did, I wanted him to lift my ass up, spread my cheeks and jam his monstrous delicious cock inside me until I screamed in pleasure and pain. I wanted to not be able to walk for days like that lucky bitch Courtney when she opened her asshole to him. I almost wished how would just do it…but he didn’t. “It’s my cross to bear” he said and looked down.“Well how about you come shove that delicious cross down my throat” If my tiny asshole couldn’t take him, I was hoping my mouth would. I was. After that whenever, I could find free time I used to be at my aunt’s place and slowly we became good friends…I used to help her out in the kitchen and keep talking some rubbish with her…but I did not know how to make the first move I used to tell her that she was very beautiful even after giving birth to two kids I used to keep flattering her she would just blush for everything. Once I told her that she had a perfect figure with a correct weight and she questioned me how much do u think I.