Thinking quickly,I returned to the living room and told her,”I forgot to tell you,Mom isn’t at home.”
“Ok,I’ll come back tommorow.”
“But she’ll be back in 20 minutes,can you wait for her?”.I asked,keeping my face sincere. “I’m sorry aunty,I forgot to tell you.Mom has gone out but will be coming in 20 minutes. Indian xxx …”,I admitted,apparently abashed.The hardness in my shorts was growing again. The moment she turned,I crept up behind her,held her thin waist tightly and clumsily kissed her neck. “Is your mother home?”,she asked me in a pleasant voice,in english. Mrs. Neha spread her legs to give me easy access to her pussy,assuming I wanted to continue licking it.Enough of foreplay,I thought,she can’t get any wetter than she is.My penis was longer and stiffer than I’d ever known it. “Oh shit!!I’m so sorry aunty,I didn’t hear you open the door!”,I murmured,as my ears and cheeks turned red in embarrassment.
