I hated him for the way he treated Sara. He seemed to enjoy humiliating her. It was as if he had to impose his will on everyone he met. Everything in ...ife was a competition and he had to win at all costs. My heart sank when I saw the profile. Sara must have encountered him but she’d said nothing. If there was nothing going on, why hadn’t she mentioned the fact that she had run into someone we both knew from university. If Sara was having an affair, then he was the most likely candidate but why. On the bed was my aunt Sue with her legs spread wide and her hand was moving over her dark, hairy mound above her pink pussy. I watched as she rubbed herself. Her body was moving in ways that excited me. Her ass would raise off the bed and her back would arch as if she was fucking an entity. She was moving her face left and right, her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. One hand squeezed her right breast as the other roamed up and down her pussy. At one point she opened her thick pussy. I came back to my room after using the washroom, But when I lay down to sleep all I could see was her standing in the panty, I jerked off thinking about her and those huge butts.Then from there on, I always thought about Screwing her wildly. So, I started planning different Scenarios.Then, the moment came when Deepak had to go his village for a weekend for his Brother marriage. So, Preeti and I were alone for a week.The Day Deepak left, I started executing my plan, the first day, we had our. By the time Ken returned, I had done my hair and makeup and was putting on my sexiest underwear, a lacy half bra that looks great with my big boobs, matching thong panties, a garter belt and seamed, rhinestone- studded hose. As he walked in our bedroom, he whistled and told me I looked good enough to eat. I replied, "That's what I'm trying for!" Ken helped me put on and zip up my dress, a sexy blue number with a deep cleavage (to show off my own) and a hem about 3 inches above my knees. I.