My Next Door Desi Aunty

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She sat there for a moment until she could resist no more and she began to grind my cock, slowly at first but she couldn't wait for it as her speed increased. It was ecstasy as she rid my cock and we began sweating heavily and her hair clung to her head and face from the sweat and heat. She flung her head back as she screamed and groaned in total pleasure and I couldn't take my gaze from her face then my attention went to her tits that bounced up and down with each of her motions.I could feel. I had one hand on his cock andstarted to lick the shaft while I was looking him in the eye. I wanted tosee his reaction when I took the head into my mouth. I kissed hisheavy balls and then moved up the smooth shaft… making my wayup to the large head. He was starting to drip. I stuck my tongue outand took the drops of precum and savored them as I never lost eyecontact. I opened my mouth wide to take the head in my mouth. Iswirled my tongue over the head and he leaked more precum into mymouth. I. Besides, she was now seriously jonesing over Keith, the guy who usually played our Bard, and was in a garage band that he was sure was going to be the next big thing.One weekend after school started a few of us planned on going to The Galleria and checking out The Dark Crystal. But Keith had a Bar Mitzvah to perform at, and everybody else bailed out for one reason or another. So it was just Holly and I who headed over.We got there early and started chatting about the idea of my trying to run. She all and more a Southern Belle should be. Her frame was small, yet voluptuous. Her face and actions were innocently erotic. And her laugh, oh her laugh. It was cordial and sweet, in a way that parted the clouds and made the sun shine on her golden features. Her hair were of great cascading waves of silky gold. Her movements were gentle and cautious, the way a princess would move. But her eyes, those seagreen-blue eyes held a childish mischief that could excite any man who looked upon them..
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Every thrust bought forth a grunt from the Aunt but by the time his balls were ready to burst she, maybe subconsciously was working in rhyme, lifting her bum to receive his plunge and when the thrust came and he sent burst after burst of hot cum into the depth of her belly, enough to made a dozen babies, her backside lifted off the table and her cry bounced off the surroundings wall. He stayed joined for a couple of minutes and then pulled himself off, the plop of separating flesh sounded, his. ‘Yes.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Apparently, he was recently discharged from the Army. He enlisted right out of high school. For whatever reason, he never got to go to his senior formal. He asked us to make his own private prom, complete with music, dancing, and a gown for his date.’ ‘Okay,’ I said, still a little confused. It seemed like an awful lot of trouble to go through just because you missed out on the prom. But hey, if he wanted to pay good money for it, who was I to complain. ‘Well, then, try it on,’.

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