Khana khane ke baad main akar apne living room mein baitha hua tha.Apne phone mein kuch dosto ko message bheje aur kuch 15-20 minute nikal gaye. Thodi... der baad aunty kitchen se wapas living mein akar baithi.Main: Kya kar rahe the itna kaam aap?Aunty: Kyu? Dopahar ko khana nahi khaoge kya? Chawal rakh rahi thi cooker mein.Main: Oh haan, mujhe bula lete main help kar deta na.Aunty: Rahne do baba, tumse koi help nahi chahiye.Main: Hahaha! Kyu kya main itna bekaar hun kya ki ek chawal bhi nahi rakh. Her hand was trapped between his clenched legs, still holding his balls. She laughed, and a none-to-gentle squeeze forced him to open his legs. Then she said something in Spanish that he didn’t recognize, except for the word culo, which he knew meant ass. “No go,” he said as sternly as he could in his situation. “I just wanted to see what you’d do,” she said, and then winked at him. She gestured, and Trina handed her the lotion bottle. Once her hand had a thick coating again, she curled it. My index finer sought out my demanding clit.“Can you see my little clitoris Luke ?” I gasped.“Yes.”My finger began its circling. Time seemed to stand still, and at some stage my body was bucking and writhing in orgasm. I could vaguely hear Luke.“Wow ! Just wow !”I opened my eyes to find that he was standing in front of my open legs with his finger and thumb working on a semi hard on.“My, my. What a recovery ! You do have youth on your side, don’t you !”His face now had a new-found. She got up from the stairs and turned around to sit on my lap without breaking our kiss. Her dress hiked way up her thighs as she placed them on either side of mine. Remember, she was wearing no panty now. She was rubbing her pussy over my hardness through my pants. Moving her hips to and fro as she was biting my lips like crazy. She arched her neck backward to force all her weight over my cock.I could feel my pants getting wet with her juices over my crotch as I pulled off the shoulders of her.