I hope everyone knows how tamil aunties are, they have some of the big asses around.Recently a new family a moved into our house, that we have rented,...it is just above our own house ie(we live on the ground floor and they live in the first floor).It was a 35 to 40 year old aunty and her daughter who moved in, her husband was working abroad, her daughter was working, so most of the time she is alone in the house. Their family really became close friends for us. One fine day as my mother made. Sent in all the required paperwork to the site and started building the site. The first afternoon she arrived to pose, I could tell she was a bit nervous. The wife stayed at home to assure her that nothing would happen, that she didn't want to happen. She and I went into the bedroom and she started to strip right away. I had to stop her. I told her lets start this dressed and slowly uncover. She was a quick study and followed what I said. First were a few plain shots with her dressed and. Now taking pictures of J was always a pleasure even if she was holding a cat in her arms, and, of course, by now, she was used to me pointing my cameras at her. As it was her day off, she was dressed quite casual in a longish skirt and a blouse, no bra of course for, by now, I suspect she didn't even own one and for sure she never ever wore one.I fiddled about taking light readings then I snapped off a roll of 120 film."You know how we could make these better," I leered."How?" she said her mind. She then went into great detail of how she would use and abuse me if we ever met. I ended up a gibbering wreck, I needed to meet her. I asked if we could meet, it seemed an age before she answered. YES, my heart leapt, my brain said no, my cum covered cock screamed YES, YES, YES. We arranged to meet in Staffordshire about halfway between London and her hometown. The arrangement was to meet at the railway station as both our trains stopped there. That was easy wasn’t it I thought, but what can.