She liked especially two black ones, Jerome and Jamal, whom she called her “Black Masters”. These guys did not meet each other…I knew she had ev...n two more studs; but now, in times of the infamous Corona virus, every one of them was out of town. We were all keeping the social distance and I knew she had not seen any of her bulls in almost two months now; so, I was pretty sure my naughty wife was in need."How are you doing, love. You look like you had a tough day..."Anita smiled back and she. I think she had just finished peeing. She lifted her gown a little to adjust her fishnet stockings, giving me ample view of her ass.I got a raging hard-on. I knocked on the door and Aunt turned around in panic, adjusted her dress and moved out with an awkward smile. I decided then that I just got to have her under me. I called out to Aunt Alison saying I wish to catch up on the lost years and asked her to join me for a chat in my bedroom.I turned up the heater a little and we sat on the bed. I then removed the hooks in her blouse on by one and opened it wide exposing her bra and armpits. Her armpits were shaved but there were big oval shaped and rough hair spots on it. I lifted her up, removed her blouse and threw it on the floor. She was wearing a black bra and I immediately before allowing her to lie down on bed once again unhooked her bra, removed it and threw it right over her blouse.She requested not to remove her saree and the inner skirt to dress up easily after sex. I then. "I've gotta tell you Stacy, you make the best brew I've ever tasted." AsMichael continued, his voice began to break, it's pitch becoming higher."And this sugar substitute is absolutely divine." It was apparent Michael'smood was changing with each passing sip of coffee."Why thank you, Michael." Stacy sat back with a smile and savored the moment,waiting for something to happen. A few moments later Michael, in a very highpitched squeak, nervously questioned Stacy."What's happening to me, Stacy!".