However, I was still very close to her. We would exchange emails frequently. She shared some of her vacation pictures with me too. It was obvious thro...gh those pictures that my aunty loved to show off her jism, in one of the pictures she was wearing bikini which hardly covered her nipples and her choot lips were clearly out lined through cloth. John was a professor at a university; he was in 40s a handsome man. Aunt was few years younger than him and worked at the same campus. They were married. “Fuck,” she groaned, stretching out the word for a couple dozen heartbeats, her hand covering the wet patch on her shorts, her gaze unfocused, locked on the image of her on the screen…We sat that way, wordless, neither of us knowing what to say or do, for a while. How long? It seemed forever but, in reality, it was probably only two or three minutes. Eventually, she looked away. Away from the table, away from me, away from the house, and then, without another word, she got up, blushing. ...I can guarantee you that was not the only rock hard thing in that room....She signaled to me so I took off my headphones as she asked me if I could help her with a stretch. I jumped right on the offer and gave some assistance like any gentleman would....I was ready to fuck her right on that yoga mat... we were talking and she kept mentioning how tight her muscles were and how she loved the way my strong hands would touch her legs. at that point I said the first thing that came to my mind. Jessica and Kristin were in the normal range for females (or so I suspected). Jessica was 5-feet-6 and said she weighed 125 pounds. She was neither fat nor skinny. Her bust was 33 and her hips were 35. Kristin was an inch shorter than her older sister but a little curvier up top. She had a 35-inch bust to go along with 36-inch hips.Their waists were both 25 inches, they said.The newcomers paid rapt attention as the older women (Dom, Brian and I wisely kept our mouths shut) talked about.