Indian Aunty 1078

” she demanded.“Ashley, I mean ... you are my ... well I mean...” I was stuttering.“No, I am not your mother, technically I am nothing to you,...other than your father’s former wife.” she said calmly.“Well isn’t that enough?” I said, grasping at anything I could hold on to.“Maybe, maybe not.” she replied.I just looked at her, I didn’t know what to do, nor what to say. If I admitted that I had these strange feelings for her and she didn’t feel that way towards me, what would she think. Would she. Pauline yanked off her trousers and white panties and stood back, gazing at me and gasping. Her boobs sat on top of a large stretch-marked stomach, and the top of her legs was simply a mass of thick, dark pubic hair. Pauline may not have been the best looking woman ever but right then she was the sexiest, most desirable woman I'd ever seen, and I held her close, kissing her and feeling the heat of her huge tits pressed against my chest, my hardon pressed up against her belly.We found our way to. More

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