Inner me was shouting and crying to open eyes and gaze the cleavage of the woman I revered so much. I was officially not a boyfriend yet, and therefor...e I found it right to not gaze into her private zones at this point of time. I reminded my inner me of how unfaithful it would be to interfere with her privacy. But the scream of the anticipated pleasure was so strong that I was almost fighting an inner battle. Suddenly while was trying to explain the modest ethics of a boy who is in a room of a. It tasted so sweet and I was in love. I didn't know what I was doing but she was going wild and had three orgasms before we fucked. Me I was so excited I had a stream of cum dripping from my dick the hole time . When we finished we lay there holding each other and talking. She asked me if it was ok did she taste bad . I told her she tasted sweet and I loved it and would do it every time we fuck or any time she wanted me to . She said she loved it too and couldn't wait to tell her friends ,their. " Ouch! Try to be gentler," Jessie said although he found Scott's touchsurprisingly comforting."Okay, I'm just rubbing your leg to see if I can lessen the pain. Itlooks like you may just get a small bruise from this," he replied as hecaressed her nylon covered leg. Her soft skin coupled with the silkyfeeling of the pantyhose was enough to send Scott over the top. "Thosepantyhose you have on must be bulletproof haha. They saved you from anybroken bones," he joked.Just then Jessie realized that. Main unko yaad krke hi muuth marrta tha or kbhi kbhi unko touch v kiya krta tha or aunty ne v kbhi mujhe kch nhi kha tha ik din main unke paas gya or apni pent ki zip lgwani thi laker aunty k paas gya or unke boobs suit main se bahr a rhe the mere lund khada ho gya or unse batte krne lgg gya aise hi batte krte mjak main aunty ne bola k aise kya hatoda mara jo zip hi tut gyimaine smile di or maine bol diya k htauda hi marra tha or aap ki yaad a rhi thi is liye to aunty v muskra di or boli k.