I got the keys of my bike and drove to his place. His house was a fairy big one and looked stunning from outside. I knocked the door and waited for a ...ouple of seconds.As the door opened I saw the most beautiful sight in my life. In front was a lady standing in a red saree, sleveless black blouse , lushious eyes lined with kajal and long black hair to die for. Her name was Sneha. She was in her late thirties according to me but maintained her body extremely well. She was a perfect 36-28-36. I. I petted her and held her while she sobbed against me.“I don’t want to go! Why do they make us leave everything and go do fucking service? I don’t want to go!”“It will be okay, sister. I promise. We’ll survive.”“But I don’t want to be away from you. What will happen if you have a nightmare? Or if I do? I’m scared, J. I don’t want to go.”I didn’t want her to go, either. She’d start her service on Monday and I wouldn’t see my beloved sister for weeks. It tied my stomach in knots. And it wasn’t. .. sort of," I answered."SORT OF? Either you are twins or you aren't," Anna said."Well, ... you see, it's a little complicated," Sean answered."Yes, we have separate Moms, who are twins, but the same Father, and we were born on the same day," I told her."Separate Moms!!" the first girl, Anna, asked, obviously confused."Yes, our Father has two wives," I told her."Are you Mormons?" the second girl, Sara, asked."No, we go to a regular church in Statesboro," Sean answered."Statesboro??" both. 5 inches in width. Mature ladies and aunties looking for a good time can contact me on or kik – cuteguy0103. Full privacy guaranteed. Well to begin with I didn’t have any sexual feeling towards Smitha aunty (name changed). I am very close friends with her son Angelo and it was through him that this began. We smoke weed together from time to time and it was one of those high days that he began speaking about his mom A- hey dude do you ever did any feeling for your mom?Me- What do you mean.