But again, she is 60+. My mind was going wild.As for me. I was footloose and fancy free.A few days later, she arrived, my cousin had fetched her from ...eathrow.“Am really sorry about this but we will come and take her out during the week”“Uh, ok”I looked at Aunty Saru – although her face was attractive. Love handles had appreared on her midriff. Her voluptuous bottom was big. That is a turn on in another way. She was greying, her bust was relatively tiny. She was …well behaving like an aunt. My mind thinks back on all the times I've fucked you, training you to take my cock hard and fast.My hand stroking up your back, you feel it gather your hair then tug it back, your ass up in the air, and the sound of the smack of my thighs against it fills the air. Holding you in place by your hair I pound you harder and harder, your teasing from earlier making me fuck you relentlessly. My spare hand lands hard on your gorgeous ass, turning it red as I fuck your sweet pussy.Your tightness. She told us her dad let her see his any time she wanted when her mother wasn't there, as long as she never told her mother.That got us all asking lots of questions and she described what it looked like but said she wasn't allowed to touch it. She even told us about how her dad would rub it in front of her and it would get big and then white stuff would squirt out. Now that got us interested, we hadn't ever seen anything like that.I guess we had gotten too quiet, because her dad came in to. It picked up from the plate, spun slowly over and drifted back down. "Oh my God," Mark said. "No way!" He looked up from the sandwich with suns in his eyes. "Now Mark," his mom said, "this is going to get weird. We can explain it all to you - or at least, help you with it, because ultimately it's up to you to figure it out for yourself - but it's not going to be like you expect it to be. Did you notice how, when that happened, there was no fanfare, no noises, no strange signifiers or.