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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 felt a little quiver of nervousness, as she settled into my arms. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head. She was still wearing a delicate lace-front brassiere, and similar lace, but very skimpy panties, so i felt good that i hadn’t discarded my boxers. ‘This is rather nice.’ i looked down and she looked up with a cheeky grin on her face. I put my head down and we kissed.This time the kiss was deeper, stronger, mixing our saliva with tongues. She sighed. She put one arm round her back, then suddenly her brassiere came loose, she pulled it away and threw it out of the bed, then pressed tightly to me again, another sigh. I chuckled silently to myself, after all these years i had never mastered the trick of undoing the clip on a bra strap one-handed. I felt now that some tender caress would be welcome. Moving slowly and barely grazing her flesh with my finger tips i stroked down her back, and side. She wriggled.‘That’s good.’ very softly i caressed her, my hand. I gaped at her – and my eyes actually flared with gold as I fed mana into my senses, trying to see if she was... Had she just cum?And I saw that I couldn’t actually tell. Her acting was so good – or she had actually just climaxed from teasing me. Either way, the truth remained murky. Seeing my flare and my gape, she smirked. “The bindu muscles can simulate an orgasm. And squirting. I can seem to cum on cue – it’s actually quite useful,” she said, dropping her assassin character with such fluidity that it nearly gave me whiplash. However, as she spoke, she kept grinding against me. Teasing me. Driving me to utter fucking distraction. “You will not believe how often I’ve been hired by some wealthy noble because their sons or daughters are virgins into their twenties or their thirties.” She shook her head.“You fake it for them?” I whispered.“Oh, no, it’s for after,” she said, grinning wickedly. “Usually, the parent comes in to see if I’ve successfully kindled their child’s.
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