The days were bright after that and the night erotic. I fucked Priya and Sita aunty the next three nights. All pink nights. But one desire left unfulfilled.
It was Sheela aunty. She was the most gorgeous and she made me mad with lust every time she walked in the house. I watched her hilly breasts and round mountain shaped ass.
But this night I told Priya and Sita that I won’t be coming to them. I had other plans and I decided to work it. I madly need Sheela aunty and so I am going for it. I hope that as she is away from her husband she may not get the routine fuck and she may be itching inside. The night came and all went to bed, but I stayed with the mind of a hungry wolf.
I thought of Sheela aunty and her body. My cock tented in my shorts, as I wore no underpants underneath them, a damp patch formed from my pre-cum, very quickly.
It was really getting hard on me. As determined and after checking the time and making sure that everyone is asleep, I went to Sheela aunt’s room. It was not locked and I opened it gently and got inside. My head searched for her. I moved to her bed in the pale light. The bed is empty. Where is she? The light inside the bathroom is on and I was sure that she is inside it. Yes| The door is opening. I don’t know why, I hide under her bed. From under I saw her legs moving around. To my surprise she opened the door of the room and went outside.
I followed her. She went out of the house through the kitchen-door and was moving towards the cattle-shed. I followed her. She got inside the shed and I saw the milkman Mariappan sleeping on the floor. She was shaking him and he wake up. He was our servant and I am sure that Sheela aunty is there to kill her sex hunger. To my surprise there was another man too. He was the house cook Basheer.
Both were too old around 50. Mariappan was a dark skinned man that resembles an African Negro who was really tall with an ugly figure and some broken yellow teeth. He often stinks to me, but I can’t see why aunty is near him. Mariappan suddenly took his cock out of his trousers he used to wear and there comes a long snake like thing. It was really long some 10 inches and was black and really hard. He climbed on a stool and his gun is against the mouth of Sheela and her hand moved to his lagan and she took it into her
soft hand and began to rub it. Her hand pumped that thick organ up and down