Holy shit, I thought. How could I possibly mind that? "No. Sure. Why not?"She smiled. "You're a sweetheart. Thanks." She sat on the bed. "Is here fine..." Sure." As I sat down behind her, it occurred to me that we were sitting directly in front of the tall mirror in the room. Which meant that even though I was sitting behind my aunt, I could still see her from the front. As I began to scratch her back, starting just below her shoulders, she closed her eyes and leaned her head to one side. This. She mostly wore salwar kurtas, and sarees her height is as mine and use to wear saree well below her navel which was most attractive thing for me.I love women wearing saree like this.Coming to story…Next day morning bua mere liye chai lai,aur pani garam karke diya aur wo breakfast banane me lag gayi fir mummy ka call aya aur unhone mujhe b’day wish kiya mujhe bhi yaad ni tha ki mera b’day h.Fir shayad mere mummy ne meri bua ko bhi bataya, bua ne mujhe sweet khilaya aur ready hone ko kaha aur. It felt as if my heart would simply leap out ofmy chest. I was so nervous that I actually felt a bit nauseous I couldhear Kyle talking to my mom and brother. Oh shit, now I have to deal withmy brother too, I thought. It was bad enough that Mom was there but nowmy brother was there too. I kind of hoped he would be somewhere else,somewhere far, far away. Well, there was nothing I could do about it nowso I continued my slow descent down the stairs. As I walked down the next few stairs I could see. The outside light went out and I continued to jerkoff, As I looked up I could see Aunt Wilma looking trough the windows of the door, The lighting was just right. The little light form the the Tv made it easy for me to see her, She must have thought that because it was dark out side that I couldn't see her but the Tv made it perfect. I decided to put on a show and I was feeling really horny knowing that my wife's aunt was watching me masturbate, I put my legs up and stuck a finger in my asshole.