Desi/stories/uncle-asked-me-to-donate-sperm-to-his-wife-10058240I went to the bathroom, took bath and came to Mamatha aunt’s room and was surprised ...o see her wearing saree and looked like she was dressed to go out. I asked her, ”Aunty, are you going out, you said that I can fuck you again after your bath.”Mamatha aunty smiling replied ,”No baby, I thought of going to Temple with you so that I can conceive a baby boy like you, after we come back I am all yours and you can fuck me as many times. Strangely enough we both seemed more interested in the comfort and pleasure of cuddling than anything more energetic, and thus we dropped into the arms of Morpheus.At some point in the night, Susan had climbed into bed with us. It must have been after one, because I'd had to get out of bed to empty my bladder then, but she was certainly there when I woke. I am not sure what woke me; I don't think it was the music, Allegri's Miserere, which is so smooth and ethereal it tends to lull me into. When she brought her head back to level, she fixed her eyes on me and I've never seen anyone look so deeply within me. She was drinking in my gaze the same way she had drank in my cock. Her visage had changed too; no longer was she an average late thirty-something woman, but she looked years younger. I could see the teenager she had been those many years ago. The change was subtle but very profound, and I was amazed."Oh Joe," she breathed and laughed a little laugh from way down deep in her. "God that was stupid, I could have really burnt myself," she chided herself.She got up from the lounger and took a long drink of the lukewarm water from the bottle she'd put under the bed. She then dived headlong into the tepid water of the pool. She luxuriated in the relative coolness and did a few lengths of the pool to cool down. At the deep end, she positioned her mound close to the water inlet and enjoyed the strong jet pulsing against her, her swollen labia vibrating wonderfully in the.