I touched the right breast gently over blouse.She did not know what to do. My desi She was neither supporting nor opposing. Last year, I had spent many valuable hours in watching pornography on internet and reading sex stories online. Out of the various categories of sex stories I enjoyed incest the most.And during the time, when I read these stories I used to think of Renu aunty and masturbated several times. I said –“Really, kya ab bhi regularly…”She said-“Majak kar rahi thi,ab to chudai bhi dhang se nahi hoti,shaadi ke bad kuchh samay tak kabhie kabhie unhone gaadn maraa tha change ke liye.Aaj lagta hai bees saal bad gaadn marwa rahi hoon,ab meri gaadn bhi kitni badi ho gayee,main bhi mote ho gayee.”I said-“Aunty, gaadn badi nahi huyee, bus chootar aapke bade ho gaye.” She burst into laughter and said-“Bada samajhdar laadla hai, ab aunty ki gaadn me apni lund pel do.” I inserted my penis softly, aunty felt some pain as evident on her face. She came back at quarter to four with fruits and ice-cream.She looked
