We had got back at a reasonable time so ordered breakfast in bed had a quick drink at the bar then off to bed. Dee was a bit tipsy and had gone to bed...still half dressed, keeping on her black basque and stockings. She had flopped into bed and I slipped in beside her. She was asleep. My hands wrapped around her my cock nestled in her bum cheeks and my hands roamed around her tits and delved between her legs. Her pussy was damp and my fingers rubbed gently over her clit and she responded by. Then I got an idea of fucking her but to how. I went to take bath and just thinking of the moment to fuck her . after taking bath I’m out from the bath room in towel and I changed my clothes I wore my night pant with out undergarment because it was night it was8pm I had taken my dinner and I was to going to bed (I got a separate room). I heard water noise and sonly realized that my aunty is going to take bath I went to the bath room when my aunty is removing her clothes I saw her naked from the. He then said what the hell are you wearing?, I said what? he said are you wearingstockings? I said no, they are pantyhose. I wear them around the house sometimes. He asked me if i was a homo. I saidyou know Im married, so how could I be a homo? It was quiet for a bit then he said too bad your legs look great in thepantyhose. I then went up to him and put my foot on his thigh and pointed my toes and said you really think so? He saidyeah as he rubbed my foot and leg. Mike then said your legs. Muchmore than my penis, they seemed to just get in the way. It was asurprisingly simple procedure. I went to see Dr. Kent one afternoon,put my feet into some stirrups, felt the prick of a local anesthetic,and listened to some nice music on headphones for awhile. In twentyminutes, Dr. Kent's face appeared and she smiled and told me that shewas done. Marco drove me home, and I spent the next three days sittingon a sack of Bird's Eye Frozen Green Peas. A week later, the bruisingwas gone, and.