I also felt that, those few seconds were the best moments of my life. After the ejaculation, we once again slowly rolled over and my cock became a bit...soft and small and was almost out of her pussy. As I got on top, both of us were breathing very heavily.Fathima Ma’am smiled at me, rubbed my forehead and whispered: “How do you feel now, Rajesh, Did you enjoy yourself fucking a 35-year lady like me?.”I could not explain to her how delighted I was and this wasn’t my first sexual intercourse. In. She noticed his fixed stare fastened on them, and she smiled and cupped them in her hands, lifting them slightly.'Do you like Auntie's titties, darling?'He swallowed, unable to speak, and slowly nodded dumbly, still staring at them.'Come and give Auntie a good morning kiss, then!'He moved towards her, and she dropped her breasts and put her hands on his slim shoulders, pulling him closer, and covered his mouth with hers. He lips were slightly parted, and she worked them on his, kissing him. Harris said, "Good, now go back and tell me what they were doing right before you came a second time."Peter said, "Uncle Jake was sucking that little piece of skin at the top of Aunt Shelly's pussy. Then he would suck in one of the fat lips along side Aunt Shelly's pussy and move down sticking his tongue into her asshole, then back up sucking on the other lips, and then back to the top.As he did that, Aunt Shelly was going crazy and the louder she got, moving her ass up and down, the faster. He refreshed himself and came and sat there. My mom gave him the coffee. He took it and after drinking it sat there silently for a few moments. Then silently told what happened. Everyone was shocked, most importantly myself. Kistappa was no more. We went to the funeral of the kistappa. After completing the cremation we returned back. And all this time my mom was silent. She didn’t speak anything nor did she cry. At that time I didn’t understood it. Later I realized that there is a kind of.