Eventually I was the one that found Powerhouse. Only ten days after Power Man had departed for interstellar parts unknown, I noticed something strange...through the eyes of a Carthage City cop. I had been monitoring most of “Carthage City’s Finest” for almost two months, hoping that I might find something.The strange thing that I had found today was a short punk, wearing his pants below his ass, and rope after rope of gold-plated chains around his neck. Well, that was not so particularly unusual. But one day during my +2 std i started reading incest stories and the stories published their were awesome. So till that time i never watched divya’s mother in a incest manner but after reading incest stories i saw her very differently which she doesnt know.. Still i remember in my childhood days when i was playing with divya i seen aunty changing sarees in front of me.i also seen her navel many times but that time i dont have any feeling towards her. Coming to aunty she is 38-32-36 super. Instantly he locked his lips on mine, sweetly brushed his tongue inside my mouth & left me standing there. I couldnt imagine what happened! I was freaking wet, heart beat was racing & badly needed a fuck now. Alcohol & theis teasing by strangers made me loose my mind. I asked my husband Dilip to take me home. He was surprised but I begged him. We came back home. Without wasting a single second I ripped of Dilip’s cloths and threw away mine too. It was one of the wildest sex I ever had!Next day. . I pause a moment and look up at Nat who is radiating a warm smile down at me. I am sure our thoughts were simulare at this moment. I rose and kissed her. She opened my pants and removed my cock. "We can't do this here. Someone may pass by. We are not as isolated as we believe we are," I said and exhale a deep sigh of frustration. Natalie just nodded and tucked my cock back inside my pants, giving it an affectionate pant as if it were a favored pet. It would hardly be long before she'd see.