We weren’t swingers in the literal sense, but for the last ten years of our married life, we had enjoyed posting explicit photos and videos on a voy...ur website for other’s enjoyment and arousal. We hooked up online using the chat option on the site with a small number of other members who had commented appreciatively on our postings. When a group video option was added, we regularly enjoyed evenings when we would masturbate and fuck together in what I suppose you could call an online orgy.For. .. I asked her what she really meant of fun. She replied that I should be knowing that am not a k**. From that i understood what she meant, as the conversation kept on going we became frank in our approach, even she didn’t hesitate asking me about my sexual experience if I had any. I said no. ( dear readers before going deep in story let me say that aunt was sexually very attractive , she was fair in complexion , nicely curved figure , specially her ass ,Her boobs I use to stare at them very. When our boobs rubbed together and both of our nipples were hard, I could take it no longer. I told her that I really wanted to kiss her now. She leaned in without hesitation and soon our tongues were exploring each other's mouths. It was such a release of tension after flirting and teasing each other all night. We pulled each other's tops off and unhooked our bra's. Her tits were everything I had imagined all those times masterbating to her. At that point we noticed the growing bulge in my. Now amit could see inner thighs and lower hip of mother.“tu hatthu kab se maar raha hai…” kusum asked directly. Amit was not prepared for this question. He looked down. Kusum lifted his chin and again repeated her question. Amit replied in a low voice , “karib 2 years se….” “roj hatthu marta hai….” Kusum again asked. She saw that there is tears in eyes of his son but she again asked him. “haa maa… karib karib roj …”he added “aur koi koi deen to 2-2 baar maarna padta hai…”“bahut mazaa aata.