The SF airport had people of all sorts walking around. I hardly remembered what Aunt Marsha looked like. Then, a tall, tanned, long dark haired woman ...ho looked like she just stepped off a movie shoot smiled at me, waved and said, “You must be little Jimmy, welcome.” I hadn’t been called little Jimmy for years and knew at once that this fine woman was MS Carlson, my dear sweet, long lost Aunt Marsha.We hugged and I felt like a c***d in her arms. She’d always brought out her nurturing warmth. I hav one chachi living in adoni.she is very sexy(but i dont know her figure).When i go toher house,she exposes her boobs to me by lifting her hands up,she will be doing like that when we were alone.i used to go her house when ever i get holidays.one day as usual in my holidays i went to my aunts house,on that day my uncle has went to meeting for hyd and she said that he will come after 3days.we were alone.that night as my aunts house is small we sleeped beside to each other.as i hav forgotten. .. tying my cock. gets me quite hot. Suspended on tip toe, tits tormented and whipped or caned.... please don't forget my inner thighs.... back and buns. You might want to gag me. My gag reflex is quite pronounced if you choose to use a cock gag. I'm fond of being tied tightly. Bent over or spread wide for your pleasure. Please use my mouth or hole or cock when I'm tied.I love kissing, licking, and suckling. I'll lick any where you'll let me. Please don't shower before we meet. I'll be happy to. Mom was slowly wiping the counter as if I wasn't there. I noticed she was swirling the dishcloth around in a circle, wiping the same area over and over. That decided me. "I need something out of the drawer," I said.Before Mom could react, I knelt down and thrust my hand between her boots, grasping a drawer handle about level with the hem of her skirt. I pulled the drawer out about four inches, muttered that it was the wrong drawer and pushed it back in, then reached up to grasp the next drawer..