Good-looking, well-dressed and busty figure. I love those plump women who fit so well in a saree, with their breasts filling up the huge blouse and th...eir asses protruding out, and those flabby curves with cuts to die for. She was picture-perfect.And little above her luscious breasts was her seductive neck flowing below a beautiful face and… what was that! She had a red marking on her starting hair-line, meaning she’s taken, or in other words, married. It was when I sat back disheartened that I. This story of mine is when I was 18 years of age and in my 12 the standard. I was having my summer holidays, and my mom and dad were not at home in the afternoon since they both go to their respective jobs. I was alone in my house with my maid Anju. Now let me tell you something about her- she was around 35-40 years of age, very curvaceous, a little fat, but not too fat, but she had a good height, she always wore a saree that would expose her boobs and ass nicely, though I don’t think that she. It felt so good and i start moving faster and sliding more of it into my mouth. i was getting so horny. i wanted all of it my mouth. i'm forcing as much as i can into my mouth and down my throat. i was gagging and slobbering all over his monster cock."Oh, fuck, girl. you're going to be such a good little cocksucker!" he says.He asks, "you like sucking Daddy's cock, don't you slut?" i just kept sucking.He pulls his cock out of my mouth, pulls my head up to look at him by my long hair and slaps. "You've been watching us, all of you," I said slowly. "Watching for years, longer. And there are quite a lot of you, doing the watching. Your ships are the ones that have been reported as flying saucers, UFOs." I paused, shocked at what I'd just said. "My God, the stories are true!" I exclaimed."Yes," he put in unnecessarily; I knew."But— But why don't we know about you, know for sure? I mean, I guess we've seen your ships, but it's only been fleeting glimpses. How have you been able to keep it.