Aunt Rachel is my mom's younger sister. She was a stewardess for a long time and has always been hot. She has flowing wavy red hair and is now in her ...arly forties, about 5'9", 135 lbs, with nice full D-cup tits, a trim stomach. and a firm ass to die for. She always wears skimpy bikinis when she's on vacation and likes to show off her firm breasts. One time I caught her when she was changing. She teased me about it, but was always cool.Aunt Carol is a bit older than mom. She is bigger than both. I opened the door and he stepped in, asking if I was alright and all the other pleasantries one would expect, hell at that point I was just tired and in danger of bursting into flames from the heat, so I didn't really care what he said. But it was what he did that threw me out; he didn't wait for me to say anything, his arm reached out and grabbed my waist, pulling me closer, thrusting his crotch into my hip and his other hand grabbing a handful of fake tit.He started to kiss me on the neck,. We hugged each other for about 2 minutes straight, then we let go of each other, but stayed close. Then all of the sudden we both leaned towards each other and kissed each other. It only lasted a few seconds, but it was probably the best kiss I ever received honestly. I don’t think either one of us thought about each other like that, but then the idea just presented itself. “I don’t know what was about honestly, but I think I want more,” I said. “Me too,” Carrie replied. Then we began making. Helpfully you brushed the brick dust off her back as she knelt down, opened her satchel and took out a notebook and pen before starting to write in it."What you doing, Linda?" you asked, rather puzzled at what she could possibly be needing to jot down just at this moment."My diary, of course." Pardon?" I keep a record each time I get screwed. Name, length, place, position... satisfaction rating," she ended with a smile."Let me have a look," you demanded, reaching out a hand.She turned away, her.