Tempting Indian Telugu Aunty With Her Bf

Everything surrounded by either ribbons and trophies and sporting equipment or stuffed animals. Just as I said, a beautiful mixture of Girly-girl and tomboy. I said “hmmm… I’ve seen this before, what was it you wanted to show me?” She flashed her own mischievous grin and this time she initiated the kissing. She was surprisingly good at kissing when she was expecting it. We continued for a few minutes. I asked “hmmmm… So what happened next?” She thought for a moment, glanced over at her bed, pulled me over to it, where we sat down on the edge and the kissing continued. “MORE of this” she said. We kissed and made out for a while just sitting on the bed. That was good, but not comfortable for the long term. As I pushed her down on the bed and slid up next to her I asked “Did we maybe lay down and get comfy while we were doing more of that?” She just nodded her head and agreed. Mmmmm hmmm. We lay on the bed just making out like that for quite a while. I never even would have softcore mature thought of kissing her like this before, but now I never wanted to stop. Her lips were magical. But right now I wanted to see how many chapters this story had. So I asked. “So… what happened next?” Wendy hesitated for a moment, then said “You started touching me…” “Oh REALLY?” I said. I then started touching her. I put my hand on her belly. So soft and smooth and perfect. Yet you could feel the pure muscle underneath. I caressed her tummy while I continued to kiss indian her mouth and her neck and to nibble on her ears. She began moaning and giggling with every touch. I could feel that she was sensitive to every spot that I touched. My hands started to wander higher and higher. Just as my hands slid up and closed over her breast I asked “Did I touch you like this?” Wendy closed her eyes and took in a deep breath as my hands started fondling her breasts. She didn’t really answer me, she just nodded yes with her eyes still closed. He broke the kiss as he pulled her skirt up and over to expose the mauve panties she wore. Do you know that Mediterranean fusion joint downtown? Ryan’s fingers spread her labia, now her vagina was displayed, he moved up and entered her with a single softcore thrust. Julie was moaning and screaming as Chico slammed into her, filling her full of his wonderfully hard dog cock. The foreign young man was there, just walking out of the shower. Thankfully, the cup had been mostly empty, not that Hailey had been sober enough to know that. The tingle was back between my legs, almost without thought, I had pulled my short skirt to my hips before my fingers traced over my slit beneath my mound of hair, with a start, I mature realised I was soaking, liquid was seeping out of me. It smelled strange when I sniffed at my fingers but I liked it, it seemed to make shiver. Out.” When my hands brushed over her breast, she looked up at me and smiled. In the early morning, I was beginning to come to grips with the situation, capable of conversation and responding to their frequent gentle hugs Jill drove us first to her place to grab what she would need while Jennifer waited with me in the car. Soon I heard a door behind me open and men's voices. “Yeah well maybe next time help me out a little, yeah?” I shot back with a grin still on my indian face. She woke-up again, said sorry, and got one for me. To break the silence I told her that I never wear underwear and hoped that she didn’t mind.