She simply dresses while working, on that time, the saree falls between the two boobs, I used to enjoy that scenes. On seeing the assets of my Aunt, I...have gone curious to sex with any woman. I used to masturbate while I am going to sleep. My Aunt’s elder sister Saroj is living in Chennai. She was a widow, her husband got an accident before 10 yrs. She was sexier than my Aunt.One day my Aunt’s sister Saroj arrived our house. She told that she had a marriage occasion near-by ours house. She took. Nestling into each other's arms, we lay there quietly absorbing every emotion. Now, still looking into each other's eyes; her smile of satisfaction emanating across her face, I whispered, "Come to bed."Her touch beside me was wonderful; it was a touch of meaning, a touch of warmth and love as we cuddled close, her face close to my neck; her thigh between my legs u*********sly moving against my pussy. We were connected now in a wonderful, wonderful way. Her breath warm on my skin, sent shivers. “Three days of mourning,” she said, “three days for me to recover in solitude from the shock of my father’s sudden death from heart attack. Three days before I have to take up my duties as the Queen, and begin to console his subjects, my subjects now, for their tragic loss.” She smiled. “Three days in which to succumb to my grief, undisturbed...” She half bent over me, the tip of the index finger of her left hand trailed the thin red line down from my throat, slowly, unstoppably, not that for. I broke the kiss and dropped my head to her boobs and took one in my mouth whilst caressing her other boob teasing the erect nipple with one hand. She didn’t stop or fight me off but began to moan slightly saying, “Oh yes, oh yes, keep doing that.”I dropped my free hand pushed it up under her skirt and inside her panties and pushed three fingers straight into her pussy, it was wet and hot and soft. I started to moan now.She whispered in my ear, “Fuck me now, hard and fast, as hard and fast as.