Indian Tamil Aunty Mood

He took my breasts in his hands and lowered his mouth to my nipple. Slowly, gently he sucked, first one then the other. My back arched up and my hips reached out to him. He moved a little to the side. ‘Not yet, baby,’ he said. He pressed my breasts together and then took both nipples in his mouth at once. I could feel a tingling deep inside start to grow. He kissed and licked and nibbled at my breasts and my nipples until there wasn’t a spot on them that his mouth hadn’t touched. ‘Does that feel good?’ he asked as he sucked my nipple. I could only get out a moan, which made him suck even harder. My hands were on his head and his shoulders — pulling him closer. My hips were arching up, my pussy aching to be touched. His hand moved down between my legs and his fingers teased all around, coming close to touching my clit, but never quite making contact. He moved his mouth to mine and kissed me then he whispered in my ear, ‘Tell me what you want.’ ‘Please,’ I answered. ‘Please, what?’. All her hair was shorn, on her body and her head, even her eyebrows and her eyelashes. Both her arms were cut off at her shoulders. Her lips and her labia were sewn shut. She did not look deformed, though, the amputations and the sewing had been done carefully, with attention to her delicate beauty. She reclined, almost comfortably it seemed, utterly immobile, with one leg sideways to allow the viewer’s gaze to travel between her thighs, on a small rug-covered recamier. What I remember most about her are her eyes. Huge, dark, wide open, unblinking, they looked at me, her huge dark eyes looked into mine, and I looked back at her, my whole body as immobile as she was, for the whole time that my father and I stayed with the Bey, or so it seems to me in my memory.Even then I understood that the Bey had made her a token not so much of his power, but of his spiritual sublimity, his elevation above the profanities of common human needs — he could afford, without missing something, without.
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