I was continuously staring her as I could observe navel, the blouse was tight enough, they are unable to hold her boobs, she lifted her saree such tha... I could see her thigh part above her knees. I was mesmerized and said wow to which she seductively biting her lips. I could not control myself anymore. She finished washing her clothes and went to the top of the building to dry clothes. I followed her there. She was still laughing seductively at me. I gained enough courage and said aunty you are. In the kitchen it was a stretch to fuck her as she lay on the counter and then sat on the stove, which was not hot, and I had to hold her up as I pressed her back against the refrigerator and pumped her pussy. We moved to the formal living room and fucked on the sofa and easy chair and the rocker and the straight-backed French provincial arm chair. We went into her husband's office and fucked on his desk and in his overstuffed desk chair. In the guest bedroom, we fucked on the bed, on the hope. More

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