I heard from my sister about Sheila’s growing to a stunning beauty… Though I didn’t care much for her at that time. I was pretty happy screwing ...y mature landlady.Last year, Sheila got married and left the village. When I returned from Mumbai, Sheila was settled with her husband in some faraway village. This time, she had come to visit her parents. I saw her when she came to meet Mansi at our home. I just could not help staring at her… She had transformed into a fine young woman. She was slim,. His hands slipped under the shirt he’d lent me, pushing it up. I shifted to make it easier for him to pull it off, and he caught one of my breasts as it was released. The shirt was thrown carelessly across the room, and he kissed me again. I sighed and he moved his mouth to my breasts, playing with them a little. I rubbed my hand through his hair, pleased that we were about to have what I anticipated to be mind-blowing sex. He pushed himself down far between my legs, and pushed them apart. I. These were sadly just ranging shots, practise, a trial, call it what you will, and once she had the measure of the target ‘Tina’ rapidly began kicking fast, furious and with strength, no counting now, the buzz of sexual joy of soft kicks to the clitoric area gone, our victim began to scream, the crowd went wild, they loved it, half a dozen hard kicks in succession by now had blood in a small rivulet trickling down her left leg. A few more and it seemed to be over, the crowd baying at the sight. ’ ‘But you haven’t decided exactly what just yet’ Harry surmised. ‘Correct Harry, but we both agree that two women of seventy three and seventy four should not just sit back and do nothing, given the record of longevity the women in our family have, we probably have fifteen to twenty years left and we shouldn’t just fritter it away.’ ‘Well good for you,’ responded Harry, unable to think of anything more constructive and realising that his aunt was not going to fill in any details, he added,.