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I said, “You should leave now. I am fine by myself but my body is aching.”She said, “Then I should definitely give you a massage.” I reluctantly said ok. But I was very happy inside. She massaged my hands and then my back. Then she went to the legs. She knelt down just below my foot and she had removed her dupatta.I could see her cleavage through the salwar. I was horny as hell. She asked me “Where does it hurt now?” Gaining some courage I pointed my dick and said: “Down there.”She looked at me and said, “You are a very naughty boy.” Saying this she was about to leave when I said, “Please aunty massage it just like you did to the rest of my body.” She sat near me and pulled down my pants.My 8-inch cock was throbbing with blood pumped up inside. She gasped and held the cock. I could feel her cold hands on it. She then pulled the foreskin down and then started moving her hand up and down. She was quite shocked.She was on with the flow. I was in heaven. It felt so good. Then Mita aunty. Arms around me her hands gripped harder as I messaged her back then randomly grabbing her skin and pull only to get a squeak sound inside her body, she appears to be a tough little lady as her hips slow and move in a circle on my lap. Parting lips she takes long breaths as I grab her hair and comment that I was gentle to her only for her to whisper that even with her failed past relationship her kept to wax ropes and whips most of the time, she comments that even during there most randy play dates she never came close to using her safe word and he never wanted to expand so she would use her own methods for pleasure. I looked her in the eyes and said she would likely find her limit with me as her master and that she would likely have to go purchase the items for her sessions and nodded that was ok, my hands traced her smooth face and arms as she leaned her head back to breath sill holding behind my back grasping as I explore her side to her waist. Cupping a hand behind her back.
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