I bet many men loved the way she walked, showing off a bit fleshy hip and a round ass. Ever since i was a kid, i liked looking at her lovely stomach ,... breasts and face. at that age, i didnt understand why. But as i grew up, like many of our friends, i felt Sarla aunty was a HOT MILF. It was a secret joke amongst other friends that i should fuck her.However due to being his best friend, i never discussed such things with him. my real lust on Sarla began in the final semester of college. we both. With the single deviation that my lighter hair and eyes provided, I would be mistaken for a native. I had been accustomed to perusing the horizon through my spy glass, and saw a sight I had not thought to see, mounted men, riding arch necked crop mane horses, the lowering sun glinting on their brilliant cuirasses. If you wish to scout with any hope or prayer of going without notice, better that you wear brown leather, than polished metal. I consulted with two of my party, the russet dog content. "I reluctantly opened my mouth. As his fingers got closer I could see specs of poop on the tips. He inserted the fingers and I began sucking. I had already eaten his ass and had his cocking my mouth after he had fucked me, so it wasn't completely my first taste of ass, but it was the first time I had directly eaten any shit. He took them out of my mouth and put the wet fingers back in my ass for a few strokes and then had me suck them again. He did this several times and each time I got a. I lifted up enough to tug the hem of the sweat shirt below her ass and laid my own head back. It felt like only minutes before I felt her shift and I opened my eyes. She lifted her head and smiled as she gave me an affectionate kiss on the lips. We smiled at each other then I realized, I could see her smiling. I lifted my head and there was a dim but growing light outside. I looked at the floor of the cave and though there was still water lapping up inside of the entrance, I could tell.