I always used to fantasize having sex with women elder to me, especially aunties and used to end with masturbating until this happened. My father who ...as in the Army was posted to Bhopal and we used to live in service quarters. As usual we had lots of family friends. One of them was a couple in their early thirties named Vishwa and Meena. I used to call them Vishwa uncle and Meena aunty. She was a simple lady with good figure, a big ass and piercing eyes.They used to frequent our house. Besides, it's the end of August now and the stores think it's winter; they're full of flannel shirts and such.Things went smoothly at first; I rummaged in the many drawers of fabric and found some suitable material, located a suitable pants pattern, washed the material and cut it out. I seated myself in front of the sewing machine, newly back from repair and no longer sounding like a steam train with a bent drive rod, and hoped it would be thankful enough for the service to be good to me. I got. We french kissed while I slowly massaged her large soft breasts. When her nipples got hard I took them one by one in my mouth and carassed them with my tongue. Then I kissed all the way down to her deep belly button and dug my tongue into it. I twirled my tongue in it and Mom said she could feel a sensation in her pussy. She had a fleshy tommy. Love it. After that I moved down to her big pussy and thick black bush. I pried open her vagina and licked her clit, labias and then down to her anus.. The sheets were cool against my body and that felt good, but my ass hurt like hell and I didn't really want to even open my eyes. I felt a gentle kiss placed on my forehead.I opened my eyes. She was just pulling back from having kissed me. Tears were running down her face. "Hi mom," I said weakly.Her face broke into a wide smile. "Its okay, darling," she said reassuringly. "Everything's going to be alright." Her smile suddenly faded. "We'll work through this whole thing together." Damn right we.