”“Oh I see so you fancy your aunt huh?”“I well…well you’re the only I have seen like that and yeah I do kinda fancy you I guess”“So yo... want to see more of your aunt Tiff? Maybe snap some pictures maybe?”I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, was it a trick that if I say yes she is gonna call me a pervert and tell mom all about it. I was very much confused and it showed on my face too. My aunt walked up to me stood in front of me she wasn’t too tall just 5 feet 4 inches but she was quite well. "(She pronounced it 'Fahng')I wrapped the delicate member in one callused hand, briefly, without shaking, afraid it would be crushed in my grip, without my intending it."Pleased to meet you, ma'am," I said, and I was. "What seems to be the problem?" There is no problem," she replied, eyes still downcast, "but an opportunity. I - that is, my husband and I - wish to remove the carpet in this room, and replace it with hardwood flooring. Bamboo, to be precise."I nodded my approval. "Good choice.. We had become frequent enough partners that I’d come to know crying out to various incarnations of the almighty was a cliché habit of Dana’s when she was nearing intense orgasm. I shifted my left handed grip from her shoulder to a handful of her stringy when wet hair; As the ever tightening charges from my pelvic region warned me that my own climax was not far away. Dana interrupted her cries just long enough to moan in a manner somehow reminiscent of a cat; And huff, “Oh, FuuCK! Yes! Pull my. I am male 24 and working in chennai in a reputed company. As I am on night shifts I do have time to chat in evening and mornings. As like one day I go an email from one of the girl name shreen and she just emailed me that your story was awesome and like to have fun with you if u accept my email. So I thought it would be a faker and replied as just prove me that you are a girl and we can enjoy she texted me back saying that I will prove you and she sent a picture and informed that I am a married.