He chose the Harry Potter movies as he had always wanted to watch them.When we were set up that way we both went and got comfortable. I put on my yoga...pants and a sleeveless t-shirt. When I got back downstairs he was wearing an actual pair of matching PJ's with a grey top and grey bottom. It was fully buttoned. I had not seen any man other than my father in those. Given his mother's nature I guess it figured. He stared at me as I entered the room and went to the kitchen. I got us drinks and. Holding her now firmly around the waist and aided in my quest not inconsequentially by watching her curvy young butt jiggling to each thrust, I slipped a hand beneath her and located a sexy little breast to fondle. One reaches a stage mid-intercourse that the perfect rhythm has been reached and that it is but a short time-frame until the desired finality comes a'knocking. That day in Conifer, I felt Katie's orgasm building rapidly - as was my own. Lifting her bottom even higher, I thrust in. Over the time I have observed that he use to fight with Divya over her dressing sense. She always use to wear saree with deep cleavage and everyone use to stare at her and her husband was aware of that. A couple of times I have seen him fighting physically with aunty similar topic.Coming back to aunty and my story. Between her and my house, there is just a boundary wall. She frequently visited our house to talk with my mom and I use to enjoy looking at her cleavage and big chubby ass.It was. She explained that she had been lonely since her husband had past away three years prior.I comforted her placing my arms around her, pulling her close for a sensual kiss and telling her that I understood.I began to rub her shoulders and told her to lie on her stomach on the bed where I could perform a more complete massage,beginning first with her feet then calves and when I got to her thighs,I moved my hands further up and began to massage her buttocks in slow circular motions to the lower.