Aunt Jean lived on her own now, as her husband had died a few years back of a heart attack. They never had kids. Mom was always asking aunt Jean to mo...e closer to us, but she had got so used to where she was, she'd never made the move, so far at least.Then a thought hit me. "Er...mom, you haven't said anything to aunt Jean about my...er...you know.... condition. I know you are very close." Mom looked down at the bed for a moment and said, "Well, I haven't gone into any great detail, but I have. I slowly removed his shirt buttons and started kissing him and at the same timeI started rubbing his cock inside his pants and it was totally erect like a rod. It was 8 inch and dark colored which was enough to satisfy desires of any women. He got totally aroused and he pushed me aside and pulled the bikini so hard that it tore into pieces and he did not wait at all he thrust his rock hard dick into my vagina and it went totally inside in a single thrust. It was so painful and I shouted loudly. She cleared her throat. This time, when she'd dressed, she'd done so knowingly, choosing a top with no buttons, a silk halter wrapped around to tie at the back. The skirt was the same; more or less like a sarong."There's nothing under the skirt."He sipped his drink and sat forward, his elbows resting on his knees. "And why is that?" I thought..." I shook my head, and started again. "I thought there wasn't any point in leaving another pair of panties here." So practical, so pragmatic; but all. But not sure whether she need love making.All of a sudden uncle got up and moved toward my parents room in his toe. I am dam scared. I thought that he is going to get into trouble. I acted like sleeping. I heard the footsteps. It is uncle. Thank god.Me:- are you mad uncle? Where you gone?He just handed me something. I checked it with my mobile light. Ow….. My dick raised up. it is my mom’s panty. It is wet due to sweat.Me:- Why you had taken this uncle?May:- Your mom want to make love.Me :-.