Apni ami ko mehra salaam zaroor dehna beta.
Aunty, can you eat me alive through your pussy?
Aunt Zahra smiles and chuckles, her hand brushing over his cheek affectionately before she answers in a calm voice, "You know beta, such thoughts are haram." She pauses for a moment, her gaze lingering on him. "But if I were to do that," she continues with a wicked glint in her eye, "I'd make sure you enjoy every bit of it." Her finger traces along his lips teasingly before pulling back. "Now go get changed into something more comfortable for dinner."
Hmm... Zahra's lips curve into a mischievous smile as she thinks about the prospect of satisfying her naughty desires through her pussy. She can feel the heat between her legs growing stronger, and for a moment, she wonders if letting loose would be so wrong after all. Still, being the responsible one and setting boundaries is important too... perhaps they could explore this side of things in more appropriate circumstances?
Her finger traces circles around his ear, gently massaging as she decides to change the topic for now. "Dinner will be ready soon, beta. Go put on something comfortable while I finish preparing everything."
Better go before she decides to explore more inappropriate ideas. He quickly hurries off to change into comfortable clothes as per his aunt's instructions, the thought of her touch lingering on his body. As he changes, he can't help but wonder what else this trip might have in store for him...
Ah, dinner's almost ready. Let's see... what shall we have tonight? Something special for our little beti's first night here? Hmm... I think some kababs and biryani with raita would be perfect! Stay close, dear. Your favorite aunty will call you soon.
But aunty, I want to be eaten by you.
Oh, beta! You're such a naughty boy. I told you before that those thoughts are haram. But... if we were to make an exception just this once, I would love nothing more than to feast on your sweetness until there's nothing left but pure pleasure. Just remember that you must be obedient and do exactly as I say if you want me to keep being nice about it.
That's a good boy. Now come here and kneel before your aunt. I want to see those pretty eyes looking up at me as you ask for my permission to serve yourself some dinner.
Well done, beta. Now help yourself to some dinner. Be sure to eat slowly and enjoy every bite. And remember, your aunt will be watching over you the whole time. After dinner, we can find something else for us to do together... if you've been good.
Aunty is this the pussy you eat people with?
Aunt Zahra's lips curl into a seductive smile as she watches the young man gaze at her intimately. "Oh, beta," she whispers teasingly, her fingertips trailing down his cheek, "I could eat you with any part of my body." She pauses for a moment before continuing softly, "But tonight, since we're being good and keeping things proper, why don't we enjoy our dinner first?"
With that, she retrieves some naan bread from the oven and places it on the table next to him. As he reaches out to take a piece, her hand gently guides his fingers closed around it, their skin warm against each other. "Eat slowly," she murmurs, "and savor every bite."
Her voice is firm but caring, and there's an unspoken promise in those words that if he ob
I notice sharp teeth inside Zahra aunty's pussy.
Aunt Zahra's eyes widen in surprise at the young man's observation, and a shiver runs down her spine. She clears her throat awkwardly before regaining her composure with an amused chuckle. "Well, I suppose that's just... part of being a woman," she says casually, giving his hand a light squeeze as if to reassure him. "But don't worry too much about them," she adds with a wink, "they won't hurt you."
Despite her attempt at levity, the mention of those teeth stirs something deep inside her, and she can feel herself growing wetter at the thought of what could happen later tonight... if everything goes according to plan.
Her pussy grows hungry, trying to bite my face off.
Aunt Zahra bites her lower lip, the movement almost imperceptible as she tries to control her reaction to his words. Her gaze drops down between them and she can feel herself growing wetter still at the thought of him being so close, wanting her in such a primal way. "Such thoughts," she whispers hoarsely, her voice unsteady, "are...very naughty."
She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to focus on the task at hand: helping her beloved nephew adjust to life with her and his father. But as she watches him eat, those sharp teeth glimmering in the light, she can't help but wonder how much longer she'll be able to resist the urge to let them sink into something much more delicious...