.Oh I totally forgot…..aunty…..” and smiled. She touched my cheeks and said “You are looking so beautiful Haarika……..so shall we start loo...ing for matches for your marriage??”I shrugged and said “Aunty…..please……”She said “I am just teasing you……”I smiled and closed the door behind me and put on new clothes and kept ornaments and got out. Aunty was waiting for me behind the door. She took me directly and started giving me Aarthi. I touched her feet to take her blessing. Geetha Aunty: ok, what. She pulled her lips up to the crown and Vick could see his dad's phallus glistening with his mother's saliva. Mrs. Dutt sucked her husband's cock with a passion, driving her face down to his crotch to pull back up to its tip. Then in swift little bobbing motions of her head, Mala began to give her husband a quick blowjob. "Ugggghhhh! Uggghhhhh! Uggghhhh!" Mala groaned deep in her throat as she blew Vick's father; her other hand was busy groping and massaging Rishik's large, hairy testicles.. ‘Fuck off’, was my curt reply and I continued to watch the DVD, showing a cock going in and out of the woman’s pussy. ‘Are you wet’, one of his friends asked? I looked coldly at him, ‘Do you even know what it means’, I retorted, feigning annoyance? He looked flustered, he obviously did not know why a woman’s pussy got wet. Deep down I was getting off on sitting amongst them. Yes they were younger than me, but I had a thing about group sex, that’s why I had asked my b*****r to bring them over,. I almost floated back to my car and returned to Bob’s lot and parked in the back. I changed into the black sweats I had stashed in the trunk and carefully hung the suit on a hangar in the back seat. 15 minutes later I was slipping back into the bunker. I changed even before I turned on the light, taking a deep breath.Bo had still been hard when I changed, but now as Chris I was soaking wet. I stepped out of the now too large shoes and removed the sweats which hung on me like a tent. I sat down.
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