.. The main kitchen would be shared.Out flew this woman that could have been a clone of my mother but a little younger, slimmer, with a touch of aubur... in her brown hair and a lot more exuberant than Mum. The sisters embraced then Jo turned to me and said "Give your old Aunty a hug, stud." At this remark both Mum and I exchanged looks and blushed but Jo may not have noticed. We unpacked the car while coffee and a snack was prepared and by then after much chatter we all made for a night's. As soon as he was in me he was fucking me faster and harder than I had been fucked before. Jen and Frank were cheering me on telling me to take it, and I was taking it. I was cumming hard and loving the fucking I was getting. Just when I thought I couldnt take anymore, I felt him swelling inside me. Though I did not know what it was at the time, I felt his knot, about the size of a grapefruit, trying to push into me at the same time. I screamed when with one hard thrust he forced it into me.. If his bedroom door was closed then he could rest assured that his mother wouldn't disturb him, and the same respect was expected from him.The new open situation between Ian and Annette worked well. Ian felt lighter and happier with the new arrangement now he was released from the cloying atmosphere of having to masturbate slyly and sneakily. His modest collection of porn grew slowly, but never rose above half a dozen discs at any one time. The only cloud on Ian's horizon was his mother's. Lekin woh use ab bhi dhoye ja rahi thi Maano unhe bhi mujhse aise sate rahne mein achi lag rahi thi. Unke mulayam gand ke aise mere lund ke hisse se sate rahne ka asar mere lund pe hone laga. Aur dheere dheere woh sakt hone laga.Main: Achaa… To agar main brush karke aaun to kya pakad ke chummy le lete?Aunty: Chal hat pagle, kuch bhi.Aisa kahti hui woh apni kamar ko peeche maari jisse unki gand mere lund ko daba gayi. Kash ki hamare beech unki satin nighty aur mere short ka kapda nahi hota. Main.