Me- aunty, I have told you already that I m obsessed with your thought and I feel you are my love, please let me feel you, allow me to kiss your lips,... your navel, I promise I wont have sex with you. I wont ask for another chance.Meanwhile I could sense that jaya aunty had fallen for my words but was still in dilemma, I started to plead her please aunty only once and I really feel for you, she took a long breath and said “ok, I’ll let you kiss me on my lips and on my navel, but only one chance. He then went to door and locked it. he sat on bed and asked me to sit on his lap by and make him drink milk by myself. i obeyed and went to him, while sitting he pulled my ghagra (small skirt) towards up and make me sit on his naked thighs with my naked lower body. he could feel juice dripping of my thighs. he then asked me to take sip of milk and feed him mouth to mouth.I was buried with shame, he insisted. i took a sip and poured in to his mouth, he suddenly sucked my lips and started french. He wondered how long she lived here; maybe it was only a few months. He would have to ask.He was only here on vacation, his house was being built on this side of town and he wanted to be close by to check on the progress. He didn't want anyone to know who he was, which should be pretty easy since his business name was C.K. Walker. He ran Walker Industries and all of its subsidiaries; he was a busy man at all times. For the first time in 7 years he was taking a vacation, in one of his own. Her head throbbed and her body ‘down there’ ached even though she knew Derek had been gentle. She felt between her legs, checking, and discovered that her vagina was open and loose. How could she ever hide this from Peter? He would know immediately upon entering her that she’d been with someone else. Where had her brain been this morning? She began to cry again as the shower water flowed down over her, unheeded. The shower door opened and Derek began to step in. ‘Please leave me alone, Derek. I.