She raised her head and looking into my eyes, asked, “Tell me about your grandparents.”“There’s nothing to tell, all are fit and fine, my grea...-grandfather is still alive and works his on his field, in the mountains of Garhwal,” I said proudly.She inspected me like a specimen. I was tall and fair, with no eyesight or signs of balding. Being from the mountains, we had very few health issues in our family tree, and she knew this very well.“Let’s say you gave me your sperm, would you claim the. .Ok do it she said then I took her to the room and made her like sleeping and took my cock outside.She said that means you are horny at me right?I said yes then she came near to me and started fucking my cock then we involved in deep sex…Happily, she said she is loving me and sex with me daily she said bcoz her husband is in abroad I said ok my dear aunty ..Till now we are doing sex regularly when and all we meet…Any way to know abt my next story just reply abt my story and mail me abt this . “Are you sure you want to go ahead with this?” she asked with a mischievous smile on her face as she rubbed her tits against me. “Never been more sure of anything” I replied and she turned quickly back to the keyboard, typing deftly with one hand as she slowly wanked my cock.I heard the lid of the laptop snap shut moments before Marie kissed me. “Get dressed” she grinned, “they will be here in 20 minutes”. “You’re k**ding!” I stammered and grabbed my jeans, pulling them on in a frenzy of. “Nice to meet you.” I tried to hide my shock, black folks just didn’t come to this part of Ormond. In fact, the local police were known to stop any black person that they saw on the streets here after five o’clock. Such was Florida in the early eighties, the schools might have been integrated but not so the communities where the people lived. “Dave, Alex, this is my son Tom”, my mother continued the introductions, “and Alex, this is my husband Jim”, indicating my step father who had come up.