Now initially Pratima was against this, sluts can immediately recognize sluts it seemed. And in the beginning she always liked to insult her. Now this...happened quite sometime later, I was about 21 then; Ragini knew nothing about my mother cum slut. In front of many she was still a dignified figure. Whenever Ragini used to come she would talk rudely to her, until one day I finally decided to marry her. On learning that, Pratima was dead against it. I can’t let you marry her. Said Pratima.. Secretly, I hoped he would be watching my tits and bottom and not Fays.I practically had him gawping at me one morning as I was sitting across from him at the table eating breakfast. I had reached over the table to get the orange juice and my breasts scraped across the table; almost flattening themselves against the tabletop. When I sprung back to sit in the chair, so did they. I was watching my dad as I did this. He couldn't take his eyes off them as I let them wobble from side to side.Of. She wasn't sure if she could face him right now, knowing her pussy was currently overflowing with two different men's cum. Three, if you count Steven last night.But it was no use. Steven heard the door close. He called down the stairs, "Rebecca? Is that you?"Sighing in resignation, she responded. "Yeah, I just got back from the gym. Are you hungry? Do you want me to make us some dinner?"Steven appeared at the top of the stairs, clearly unsteady. "Yeah, that would be good, I think," he said. After that we were free most of the time, my aunt used to sleep more because of medicine power, we only two has to spend major time each other talking and most time with teasing, I didn’t have any dirty intentions about her at first, but gradually by seeing her dressing style, my mind started to think in a different way.She used to wear track pants and t shirts at home, she has big ass which used to be stuck in pants and it used to jump while she was walking, by seeing it my tool used to get.