Phir main nain unkay hontoon par kiss kia unkay hoont bohat soft thay aunti bhi mera poora sath day rahi thein our meray balloon main hath phair rahi ...thi hum kafi dare kiss kartay rahy our ek dosray ki body par hath phartay rahay. Phir main nain aunti ki kameez ooper kar kay unkay soft boobs ko choosna shuru kar dia aunti ki sanss taiz ho gai our jab main unky nipples par apnay dantoon say kat tat u unkay moon say siskari nikal jati.autni ab meray ghoray jasy lund par hath phare rahi thien phit. .." "Pretend I'm just another woman." She raised the stump and rubbed against his trousers. He reached down and rubbed the end. It was soft and felt good in his hand. "I love that you have one leg." "Now that you've touched it, what do you want to do?" He dragged his hand between her thighs, rubbed firmly. "I want to go down on you." He pressed his hand inside the short pants and fingered. When he pulled his hand out, he sucked the wet fingertips. "Delicious." "Now I'm sorry I have any thighs.. The express lane was not open so I took a position, third in line, and began the wait. A woman had a huge cart full of items and as I waited I immediately noticed the early 20 something checker.She was delightfully chubby, not fat, but just a bit of meat on her bones. Her pale skin was contrasted by her red hair (eye brows as well) and the vibrant red shirt. Unlike all the other checkers working on their lanes, she was wearing a top that was not your typical cotton knit shirt. It was thin and. I sat next to her and I told her to read and I pretend to sleep on her lap as there is only a single cot.My face was touching her boobs and she was heavily breathing still acting as reading. I got courage and kept my mouth on her breast over her black saree. She looked at me and softly caressed my head. She kept her book aside and told in a soft tone that stop pretending, open your eyes dear Nadichathu pothum kutty kanna thora da.I was still pretending, but continuing my act, she pinched my.