Wo aunty week me 3 ya 4 bar mere ghar ati thi apnibeti ki study ke bare me discuss karne to wo jab bi ati thi wo suitme ati thiwo bi low nexk wala sui... dal ke mere mind me unko dekh ke unki liye atraction Bad jati thi hamesha wo jab biati meri ankho me ankhen daal ke dehti thi or me to unka fan tha kya chaal thiunki wo muje dekh ke jaan buj kar matak matak ke chalti thi mere man me bi unkofuck karne ki soch chalti rehti thi ek din aunty mere ghar pe ayi unhone us dinsaari pehni hui thi pink. “I want to love you like Mom does,” she said in her softest, most seductive voice. David backed away a little. “Lindsey, you need to go. I really need a shower.” She took his hand and placed it on her breast over her shirt. “You will fuck me, or I will tell Mom that you touched me.” “Lindsey, stop,” he said as he pulled his hand away. “I demand that you fuck me.” His attitude suddenly changed. David wrapped a hand around her throat and slammed her against the wall. She cried as she smacked her. More

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