She was being very careless and was giving me a good view of her cleavage. This gave me the confidence that my neighbour aunty had definitely noticed ...me staring at her and she was not trying to hide it anymore.With all these hints, I finally gathered some courage. One day, I was watching TV at her home. My neighbour aunty was dressed in a beautiful red saree with a matching blouse preparing lunch. It was a do or die and I was literally shivering about how to start the conversation!V: Aunty, I. "Doctor, I'll take care of T'Pol. Would you please take care of the formalities? I think we all need a break," she heard Malcolm request while he directed her towards the exit."Excellent," Phlox reacted quite enthusiastically in her opinion. "I will send my request to Starfleet." Hoshi, will you stay with Trip?" T'Pol asked and after acknowledging the affirmative answer, she left with Malcolm who had grabbed her arm, not willing to let her go unattended."Thirty years and he still hasn't learned. “Aw, I’d love to, but I didn’t pack a swimsuit.”By now she was all the way out of the pool and standing on the pool deck, soaking wet. She was wearing a fluorescent yellow bikini with black trim, which made it even harder for me to keep my eyes off her slim and shapely body than the hot exercise clothes from earlier. The skimpy bikini top exposed some nice cleavage, and it seemed that the thin swimsuit fabric was slightly sheer when wet. I was pretty sure it wasn’t my imagination that I could. The metal pole prevented her from falling down as he left welts. As quick as he started he finished. Not a split second later his fingers were buried deep in her pussy. He promised if she took the pain, pleasure would follow. He pulled something out of a box. It kinda looked like an oxygen mask, he told her it was a pussy pump. He lick all over her pussy to make sure it had a good seal. Then he started to squeeze the air ball making it suck harder and harder against her whole pussy. She almost.