‘Who are you? I hope you’re not one of those Jehovah people. They really irritate mom.’ She laughed, and I fell in love instantly. It was warm, ...ubbly, and heartfelt. ‘You must be Barry. You look just like your grandmother. And as far as the irritation level, wait until your mom sees me. I’m your great aunt Elsa. Your grandmother and I were sisters. Do you remember her?’ I did, barely. I was five when she passed away. All I remembered was grey hair, big hugs, and a great smelling kitchen. Mom. “How do you like your sausage?” Kaitlyn asked.“I don’t know. Marissa how do you like my sausage?”“Hmm, I think that your sausage was fine. You dope.”Tony walked in wearing a suit and tie. “Ok you two, time to get up for breakfast and I have to get to mass.”“Mass?” I said ignorantly.“It’s Sunday Brad,” said Marissa. “Tony’s going to church.”I made an “Oh” sound.“It’s an Italian thing Brad. Say, would you two like to join me? My mother would be thrilled to meet you and you’d make my uncle’s day. .she closed the door behind us and then got out of her jammies……So far I never looked at my mother in a sexual way but seeing her naked for the first time…..I was hooked her boobs were huge and she was shaved clean…..…….she was waiting for me to disrobe…”don’t be shy….it’s not anything I have not seen before”…..I felt my cock stir as my boxers fell down….and looked down in embarrassment….”my mother came close and hugged me….”don’t worry honey that is perfectly normal”…feeling her naked body. All the village lads kept their eyes glued to her lower posterior when she knelt to pray because her robe draped across her heart-shaped bottom revealing her plump inviting globes of feminine attraction and the hidden secrets between her sweetly curved legs.The village females from sixteen to sixty had eyes only for the male witch-hunter’s groin area because he was well-endowed and his package was covered tightly displaying a coil like that of a snake waiting in repose ready to be called into.