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A hot desi Indian village middle aged auntie has an affair with a guy in his early twenties. One day when the auntie’s husband has gone to his native place to meet his parents the auntie calls her lover and invites him over.
The lover reaches her house in half an hour and started flirting with the auntie. The auntie then took him to the cot spread ed out on the floor and lies down there and started kissing him as she pressed and played with her boobs.
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Then the lover started taking her salwar off and rubbed his fingers on her pussy over her blue panties and then removed her panties and lowered them to her knees. He then took a finger and started rubbing her pussy and started fingering her as she moaned and squirmed in pleasure. He then started sucking on her boobs while still fingering her.
After that the auntie took hold of his dick and started playing with it and jerking it for him and the guided to into her pussy and the guy started fucking the auntie in missionary sex position. The auntie then started moving her hips matching his rhythm and the both fucked hard until the guy came in the auntie’s pussy.
“I put out the cigarette, grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. I kissed her. Fiercely. She didn’t see it coming and was shocked. Her eyes wide open. She tried to wriggle free. But I had held her tight against my chest. I invaded her mouth. My one hand on her waist and another one on the back of her neck pulling her mouth towards mine. She finally pushed me back with all her might. I let her go.“what are you doing”? She said angrily. Then slapped me across the face. Her eyes were blazing red. So were her cheeks. I stared at her shamelessly, my face hard as a stone. I was scared shitless, but I didn’t want to apologize.“I want to fuck you,” I said.She slapped me again. Harder this time. Okay, I might have been wrong about she giving me cues and flirting with me, I thought. But then again what the fuck do I know about women. I was angry. And at the same time, I wanted to fuck her. But she was mad as hell too. She stormed out without saying a word.When my anger cooled off, I. I ran to the women, and both collapsed into my arms as soon as they recognized me. When I got the hoped for answer to the question of their good health, I asked about the man lying on the floor.Martha answered, "That poor man tried to help us when we were first accosted. He was hit over the head with a gun barrel. I hope that he is not seriously injured."I looked him over and found that he only had the gash and no broken bones. I was still bent over him when the marshal ran into the store. "What's going on here? Ladies, are you all right?"Martha answered, "Yes, we are all okay, thanks to our husband. That gentleman he is bending over was hurt by those two dead men before my husband showed up. The two dead men tried to rob us just before our husband walked in. As you can see, the dead men are still holding their guns, and we are very lucky that our husband showed up when he did. Can you get some medical assistance for the injured man?" Yes, Ma'am. I look into that right away. Please.
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