I respect my uncle but I am completely dirty with my aunt. We reached the home and my granny welcomed me in and my uncle’s child smiled at me. But my aunt isn’t there. I was looking for her but couldn’t find her.Later I went to the room to change my dress. I directly went to the bathroom to take bath, at the time my uncle said that they all will be leaving to temple now and asked me to join to which I said No.“Lakshmi will come by evening from work, I guess we will be back home late and ask her not to prepare our dinner.” Said, my uncle. I din’t know she is working.“Okay uncle,i will” They left and informed my aunt that I am in home. I didn’t take bath instead I took the bike and went to my friend’s home and messaged my aunt saying that ” I am at my friend’s home” and she asked me ” whether I will come late?”, I said “yes” and she said “okay, then she will open the home by the duplicate key.”To my dismay, my friend went somewhere out and I couldn’t contact him. So I decided to leave. I laid farther forward so that my elbows were flat out on the bonnet which lifted my arse higher and more open to her work. Again, she increased her tempo acknowledging my pleasure.A car flashed past us which I hadn’t even seen leave the motorway.My orgasm was very close. Carly could feel the tightening in my balls and hit top speed with her hand on my shaft and her mouth on my arse. I came hard. My spunk hitting my car bonnet. I could feel her tongue deep inside my back passage. She pumped each jet of spunk out of my cock with her hand from the front, whilst she squeezed by balls on each spurt and pushed her tongue into my from behind. As my climax subsided she slowed her hands and removed her face from between my cheeks. She milked the last few drops of spunk from my cock with an expert hand. I breathed heavily, but managed to stand up and pull my underwear and jeans up over my wilting cock.We both shuffled round and fell into the car. Our breathing was returning to normal and I.
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