Suresh uncle was stout and fat, he was quite strict person but he used to behave pretty much kind to me. Both uncle and aunt were well mannered person...s.Even aunt Radha was also very and genuine lady. Unlike uncle she was very fair and tall, her face was quite impressive. Even though she was in her late forties she used to look quite beautiful. Her height was almost 6 feet and had an immaculate skin. Both uncle and aunt used to love me like their own son, maybe because they had no children. Even. His index finger dips inside my thong and he slides his finger up and down my sopping wet clit. He brings his index finger to his lips and I watch him, completely mesmerized. He slides his finger into his mouth and sucks on it. I suck in my breath. Oh fuck!I instinctively spread my legs apart. Fuck! I'm giddy with need! I need to be taken by him now. I need to be his wanton little slut! I need him to acknowledge me as his filthy, sexy whore! God! I suddenly want him to own me. I want him to. It felt so good with Michael’s arm around her waist, the wetness between her legs, her panties stuffed in her purse. They weren’t even half way across the yard when Michael pushed her over towards the picnic table, shaded by the large pine tree. She didn’t care, only wanting to feel Michael making love to her.He pushed her over to the picnic table, out of sight from either house. When she was close enough, he turned her around until her ass was up against his hard cock, pushing down on her back. I broke the kiss and she started breathing heavily as she began rolling her hips against my hand. I slowed and slipped carefully added another finger. She gasped and began pushing against them even harder. Making sure her hands stayed pinned I leaned down and placed my tongue on her clit before slowly sucking it into my mouth. Her back arched and she grabbed my pillow, burying her face in it. I felt her tighten around my fingers and kept working them slowly in and out as she came. After a few.