I love that she does that. It gives her a sense of confidence or so I think it does. She more or less needs that. Once she hears me say it. She loves ...earing that her breasts are soooo nice looking. And once she hears me say it I know she thrust her chest out there because all of a sudden I can see her nipples. I can. Once I do…oooooohh do I ever get turned on! Mmmmmm and when I get aroused, I’ll reach out. I’ll give her my hand. I’ll say “Okay, let’s go to the bedroom, alright?” And she’ll. Her nipple jutted hard in dark brown contrast from the mountain of soft flesh.Exquisite!I whispered into my aunt's ear. "Marie..." I gasped for breath, "Mahrrrreeee, you are sooooo beautiful!"She pulled back to look at me with that wonderful slash of red lipstick smile that I loved so much."Why, thank you, Charlie. I do think you mean that!"I held her naked breast gently and whispered in her other ear, "And ... Auntie, I love you. And you are very beautiful," accounting for her both as my. Her waist-length hair was partitioned half-half and covered each of her breasts. Even the golden decoration was stunning, with her mini blue skirt and her thick thighs.Suddenly Ramappa entered and looked at my mom as though she were some animal. He says,“Madam, you look awesome. Even I’ll stand and watch your dance.”My mom couldn’t say no and signaled me to start recording and playing the music. We decided to finish recording in 2 takes. First take, oh my god. My mom had practiced so much that. Each time someone joined them she couldn’t help being afraid her husband might leave her with them. She spent the rest of the evening waiting for someone else to take advantage of this dreadful helpless state. What was most surprising was that it gave her a little thrill. To her relief Nigel led her over to their hosts and made his excuses. While he fetched their coats she had a terrible feeling. For an awful moment she thought he had left her there. She started to imagine men taking her one.