“And the other thing, I hate to be a killjoy, but…” I held up a condom packet.“Silly,” she said and kissed me, “but thank you.” Another ...iss, her hips not stopping. “I’ve been on the pill since soon after my periods started, I used to get severe cramps. I borrowed that off one of my friends because I didn’t know how to ask you. I am happy now, happy we can feel each other properly.”I started to move with her, each time our hips touched, Nicola gasped or sighed and I noticed I grunted. We got. Agnes was a very good hostess; she had always been a 'touchy' person, so when she gave me a hug and kiss I never thought anything of it. Same when she came up to me during the evening to chat, she would place her arm around me, or place her hand on my waist. She kept complimenting me on my appearance saying I looked gorgeous, having left home a teenager and now returning as beautiful young woman. I now noticed how she dressed, as I said above how she used to impress me with her styles etc., now. It was opened and I looked into a room full of all kinds of communication equipment in it and the windows were painted over with thick white paint.“You know how to type?,” was his first question.An old joke in the Army was how you never admit you know how to do anything, don’t volunteer. I’d done it in basic training, admitting I knew how to drive a truck and I ended up with an Army issue drivers license to spend one whole weekend everybody else had off, me doing guard duty all night long. Wow! I thought I am in heaven. I quickly put both my hands on Mamatha aunt’s ass and started rubbing and massaging her ass vigorously.Then I started pulling her gown up, up and up until I could see the panties my aunty was wearing that night. I raised myself to sit and take a closer look of her ass. The shape of her ass was magnificent. Her ass just made the perfect curves on her waist line. Her body curves made her look really sexy and voluptuous woman. For her age and being a mother of one I.