Even I don’t know what’s the size of my dick since I didn’t measure it.My aunt, the wife of my uncle, is 24 years old, now little fatty, but not...very fat. She is average in looks. But her body shapes and appearances are like same as actress Namitha.Let’s come to the sex story.I was in 12th standard when my uncle marries her. Aunty was just 18 and uncle was 29 that time.I didn’t have any bad intention for her that time since I don’t know anything about sex. And I considered that sex before. I reached for mom and her daughter and we stood for a floor with my arm around each of them, then I pulled them both from my sides to more in front of me and we had a three way embrace. Now that I had them more or less, side by side I moved my hands up to their shoulders and slowly kissed each one. Mom first, she started to back away but when I tightened my grip on her shoulder she stood still as I pushed my tongue into her mouth ... With my tongue in motion I slid my hand to the back of her. She seemed unable to resist creeping along the wall, touching it with her fingertips only as she continued to tiptoe along the landing.The door to Stephen's bedroom was half open and Fran continued her enforced route until she stood full in front of the doorway. She saw Stephen with his face buried in Josette's vulva. The girl had her eyes screwed tightly shut. Neither teen had any idea that Fran was there. She should withdraw as silently as she could, but her feet seemed glued to the carpet. I had her at my mercy. There was nothing she could do to stop herself from those dramatic reactions. From moaning. She tried to hold her breath, but her need for air would not only force her to take a breath but cause her to moan even louder. she liked it. she felt free. Because there was nothing she could do to keep from being noticed, it forced her to just let go and except whatever the outcome was. By accepting the outcome she seemed to feel a sense of sexual freedom. She didn’t care if.