I was living in an apartment in Ramanathapuram, Coimbatore.This is about the aunt Sangeetha, who lives in fourth floor and I live opposite to her hous... in that apartment. Her husband is a manager in a bank and he goes by 9 and return by 7. She is a mother of one, aged 10. She has the size of 36D-30-32. I do die for her boobs; those mangoes are to eat raw. If I look at her my dick starts to rise. She is a friend of my wife and often visit to our house and talk with my wife and they exchange. I hooked my thumbs in the side of my panties and shimmed them down to my feet. I stepped out and held them out to him like a prize. He leaned forward and took a big whiff, letting my aroma fill his nostrils. I straddled him guiding his cock to my entrance. I let just the tip in and moved it around covering it in my juices. It was easy considering how sopping wet I had become. As hard as it was for him to imagine I still think I wanted this more. At least he had already cummed once, I hadn't. ” I remembered that bunch.“Well it is all set. As soon as I get with Mike and Beth I will get the itinerary to the company and we will be all good to go.”“Um ... Lynn ... Lover?”“Oh oh. What did you do? Better yet, what did you not do?”“You know that little issue I have with telling the kids’ stuff?”“Let me guess, they don’t know anything about the past several months.” Lynn let out a sigh.“I thought you were going to keep in touch with them, and then it occurred to me that with everything. It was only a short time after she began to suspect her father had sexual thoughts about her that Etta happened to glance at his crotch. It was then that she confirmed her suspicions, when she managed to see that he was aroused.Her immediate reaction was fear. For a few nights after her realization, as she lay in her bed, she toyed with the idea of telling her mother what she suspected, but when the initial shock eased, she began to rethink her position. It wasn't as if her father was attacking.