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I Felt sad that I can’t contribute anything.So I and my sister bought a cake and went there her husband was shocked on seeing it we celebrated her birthday, she teased me by not feeding me the cake.At last, she came to me to give the cake, at that time everybody was busy washing their hand she fed me the cake in my mouth pushed me to the door lip locked me for 10 seconds and pressed me hard and took the cake from my mouth with her mouth and left.I am unable to control the urge went down and masturbated.Two days after our family and her family planned a trip to Tirupati and left from home in Tata Sumo she was in middle and I was sitting back during the full journey we were smooching and pressing.We were trying to keep our body not have any feelings since we are traveling to a religious place but lust overcame us.I made an Idea by not going to Thirupathi temple and tried staying in the room saying I am feeling a vomiting illness due to mountain travel.We booked two rooms one for gents. I kind of envied that body confidence. That said, with a body like hers, what reason did a person have not to be confident.And her confidence and skill at sex, well that had blown my mind completely.“I’ll redraft the essay tomorrow morning, so we can work on it in the evening,” she said collecting the pages. “I’ve got a date tonight.”When she had gone, I wondered about the date. Would he ever think she had spent the early evening fucking a man three times her age? Would he notice the silkiness of a cummed in pussy?I decided against a visit to the local pub for a few beers with the regulars there, deciding instead to eat early and have a glass or two of wine. With sessions of decorating and sex on the cards for Sunday, I probably needed the rest. It was only after finishing eating and retiring to the lounge that Mr Guilt came to visit.I felt guilty on two counts. First was Anja. I’m early fifties, she’s just nineteen, an age difference that was indecent. But I didn’t force her, I.
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