I still moved in and out of her sister but waited for her to say something. Very quietly she asked, "Peter...are you...having sex with my sister?" I...hesitated then thought what the hell and said, "yes I sure am." She stayed quiet for a few seconds then with a sound in her voice I had never heard before she asked, "So, is my brother in law getting off on the fact he is talking to me while he is fucking my s*s?". I replied, "Absolutely." Kathi giggled a bit then asked, "So you are fucking. The so called “aunties”‎. From school days I used to watch porn of MILF, read story and fantasize about fucking them. I was crazy about the texture of their beautiful vagina. Their Naval. I used to go crazy seeing that. After passing out from my military school, I was looking out for opportunities to fuck some aunty. I used to talk to some aunties in the hotel, in pub, in discos. I used to approach them but was not able to get anyone.One day there were new tenants who had moved from west. Phir 10 mint tk wo bahr aaien or muj say milien, main ny prayshani ke halat main un ko weeding card dia or kaha ab main chlta hoon to wo bolny lgeen baythoo to lakin main ny bahana bnaa dia or chla gya…..Ghr pohancha to bohat prayshaan tha k yeah kya ho raha hai is duniyah main. or phir meri khala is kisam ka gunah kr rhii hay.khayr kuch dino tk to main aesay he sochta raha k wo log aesa kuoon kr rhy thay.maa beta ho k bhi aesay sex kaisay kr skty hain. main apni ami say bohat pyar krta hoon or. I knew at once that my hostess had spent at least part of her life as a man. I was instantly excited. We were shown into the back of the house where I was surprised to be reunited with Jane, she of the old divorce support group days. Her face was about all that I recognized. The rest was made more difficult by the fact that her now more statuesque figure had been poured into a red latex dress that ended far enough above her knees to show off the lace tops of her black stockings. Normally I.