“Private Pilot?”“Yup. All three of us,” I said.“Got your own plane?”“Don’t I have to have a pilots license to buy an airplane?”“No...e ... one of the contradictions of American jurisprudence. You may buy any aircraft you like. But you can’t move it without a license.”“So I could buy an aircraft and hire ... say ... you ... to fetch it?”“Yup, not that I would ... but yes. I can even arrange for a transport flight. It’s not cheap ... takes a test pilot to fly an uncertified aircraft ... and a boat. Her boobs size are 34B and her hips are 38. She is a bit plump on her waist and very short in height but when she wraps herself in a saree (thats all she wears) then she can easily make head turn. The best feature is her ass. When she walks the cheeks slap each other in a manner that people can kill just to touch her ass.My attraction towards my Aunt began at a very early age. I was 16 when I was introduced to the world of porn. I used to discuss and share my fantasies with my neighbour. He was. My God is this stuff ever going to stop; it just kept spurting and spurting and I don't think I have ever equalled its product since. Then the spurting and the feeling started to subside and I kind of breathed a sigh of relief.Eventually it all calmed down and my cock went back to its tiny mode and my balls seemed to be back to normal. There was a challenge though, I had all this creamy stuff all over my stomach and some had actually reached the floor beside the bed. I was panic stricken. I'd missed that part at first then it struck me. Tracy had posed in diapers."Me! I would have been the girl in those pictures last year and since I've said yes to this one, I'll be the girl in the ones for this year!" Tracy said and added, "was hoping it would be you with me this time. I'm kind of comfortable around you. But, like I said, I understand."That last bit of conversation put that whole thing into a different light suddenly. Tracy in diapers left me giddy at the images it posed. Me in.