Aunty enjoying with bf

She closed both the book and her eyes, desperately trying to lose that last thought before it made her cry. His left arm around her waist would occasi...nally move up so his hand could caress her breast while he nuzzled her neck. Once he discovered how easily aroused she became… Eliza, sitting across the room, was knitting a sweater for him, a dark russet-brown to match his hair. Aside from keeping the house in order and cooking his favorite foods from his wife’s cookbook, there was little more. Travelling fifty miles to meet might seem excessive but it was worth it. They met up in the pub carpark at noon, Monnie was wearing her favourite dress and it fitted in all the right places, her full breasts complemented her figure and she was proud of them. Her nipples were big and she was slightly self conscious of them, but men's eyes always wandered to her breasts. She put her arm through her husband's and the four of them walked from the car park toward the entrance to the pub. Monnie wore. More

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