She used to wear sari when she came back from work (she is a teacher) and she would do some work in the kitchen. Then after the work, she would take a...bath and change into a nighty. This was her routine. Her daughter was sent off to boarding school in Ooty. My aunty is a fair lady, 5ft 6 inches tall; long black hair; sharp features on her face; wears makara when she goes out. She was not fat but not skinny either. She had a decent amount of flesh on her hips, which made her look sexy in saris.. I quietly slipped into the bathroom and then went back to the living room. Diana and Leia had moved around a bit, but I managed to lie down between them again. I reached my arms out and gathered them back to me, my arms over their shoulders, their backs along my side, my hands resting on their bellies. They mumbled a bit but stayed asleep. All sorts of lascivious thoughts drifted through my mind as I fell asleep.- Kevin -I’m not sure what disturbed my sleep. Was it the hands holding my cock, a. "This here farm's mine now," he said. "mine and my brother's." How about the women?" I asked."Them too," he said, "the stupid bitches. Only good for one thing, both of 'em." He made a crude gesture with his fist and forearm. "Old man paid five pounds for the pair 'bout a year ago, after Ma died." How about I take some of the corn?" I asked, "maybe half."The shotgun came up again."Wish you would quit pointing that thing at me," I said."You best move on," Josh Miller said as the older woman came. She put on one of her thongs, and push-up bras, then one of her smallest miniskirts and tank tops. She looked stunning. She still wasn't in talking terms with grandma, so I had no one to stay with. We walked outside the apartment, and the every guy that saw my mom just stared, I heard whistling from many men, cars honking, and even 3 guys that followed her all in a 2 block walk. Once at the diner, everyone stared at her. She sat me in one of the tables, and John called her over. She walked up.