Sneha aunty: kuch nai beta bus deekh rahai hai bus tum ye baat kisi ko bolna mat pleaseMe : nai aunty main nai bolunga aap tension mat loUutne main do...osri aunty ne meer lund pe haath rakh dia aur boli ” beta tumhara tho khada hogay hai kyu??Sorry aunty wo aap mere eetne pass ho aur chest aur eedar udhar haath laga rahi ho eeslia ajeeb lag raha hai!!Tab tak unka haath mere lund pe ghumne laga thaSneha aunty ne mere haath se juice leke neeche rakh dia aur boli ye saab mat peeyo aab tum main jo. Now I would never dream of cheating on my husband, so I confided in him about my suspicions and asked how he would feel about it. At first he said a definite no, but I could see that the thought excited him and after I promised that I'd give him a blow by blow of what happened, he finally agreed. Yesterday, our friend phoned and after chatting about nothing in particular for a while, he suggested we might have some early morning coffee together. I knew he could sense my. I pushed her hips over flat and returned my hand to where it had been between her thighs when we were out by the fire. She moaned and kissed back and nibbled on my ears and neck too, it was so good. I pushed my hand up higher, pushing her thighs apart a little.She did spread them apart, but then stopped and looked at me, gave me the sweetest smile and said “Zane...”I said “Yeah?”She kept that same smile and said “I’m not having sex with you”In my mind of course, I thought “yes you are, why else. She has phone books for every major city in the world. She’ll find it.” Moments later the printer produced a receipt for the story.While the Reuters man was setting up, the printer activated again. This time it was a message for the AP reporter from the senior duty editor in New York. “This is the finest story you’ve ever done, Tom! Congratulations and keep up the good work. It should be on the front pages of at least half the evening papers in the States tonight. Super story! And the pictures.