This happened when i was 18 ,my mothers only younger sister her age 29 little fat,big boobs,big butts, i am a very attached to my chithi ,she always a...tached to me, me and my sister in our house my sister always fight w/chithi.her husband is in dubai we are in chennai in our sorounding so many are in gulf , he had one son her husband will come once in two years, In her house is nobody is their expect husbands father and mother , thy are staying near her house. She usually come to our house. Next day morning my mom told me that she is going to our village to see my grandma and grandpa and will be back in next week and said me that she told sunitha aunty to cook for you, and left me, after some time sunitha aunty came to my house and we were watching tv and the movie was some romantic movie which has some kiss scene and whenever the scene came she smiled and just looked me, after some time we decided to sleep and she told me that she will sleep in my room on the floor and I can. To my amazement she still gave no signs of negative body language. She was still on her constant grind on my crotch. My hands slowly moved under her dress up her thighs - still no sudden movements or reflexes for me to stop. My fingers were so close to her pussy that I knew i had made it. I was destined to finger her. As my hand came to a close on its journey to her pussy I felt no hair - she was shaved, and good to go. I started to rub her. First very slowly and I felt her body twitch. “No,” she protested as John’s fingers made their way under her panty, caressing her mound, which was getting increasingly wet by the second. John stopped, and Rhea realized her body moved up to meet him again, as though protesting the halt. With one hand, John help up Rhea’s hands, pinning them above her head as the other hand made its way further down her legs, his fingers teasingly brushing against her slit. A moan escaped Rhea and she lost all sense of shame and hesitation. Her lips rose to.