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Irene followed soon. Several hours later she awoke. Emily was snuggling her back, spoon fashion. Her arm was thrown over Irene and her hand rested on Irenes breast. Oh god Irene swore to herself as she started lubricating. She had worn panties to bed because of modesty, they were now soaking wet as she became more aroused the longer Emily cuddled her.Slipping her hand through the waistband of her panties she thought she could get herself off without disturbing Emily. Rubbing her clit with her middle finger she began working herself to orgasm.Emily wide awake all the time was aware of the effect she was having on the older woman. Far from being innocent she had caught Irenes glances as she had been changing. Irenes breathing rate picked up and Emily could feel her racing heartbeat. Moving she covered Irene's hand with her own. Need a hand Aunt Irene she asked? Unable to stop Irene shook her head yes and surrendered her pussy to Emily who rolled her on her back and thrust two fingers. So the following night I had my dinner and went to mehboobs house as the door opened I cud see naaz in a Tiger colored night dress wow..! that was gr8 I entered inside she invited me for dinner I said no.. But she said she was waiting for me for dinner i cud neva break her heart and agreed for little. We finished our dinner I was watching a movie named species wheras, naaz was putting her kids 4 asleep as the kids slept she came out sat beside to watch the movie suddenly a sexual scene appeared I was Wanting to change it but i neva did I wanted to look at naaz’s reaction as i looked at her she gave me a smile through which i got to know she had some intentions too..I just started topic asking about her hubby, her personal life after all these things I made courage n’ asked her about her sexual life she stared at me I said sorry it was a joke she started smiling it’s ok Allan u can ask there’s no problem n’ she said me everything about her and her hubby relation how he satisfied all.
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