1. The Final Frontier


    Date: 11/23/2017, Categories: Anal, Mature, Taboo, Author: thighfan, Source: xHamster

    THE FINAL FRONTIER Seeing What I Could See #9. Fantasy based on a shred of fact! My relationship with my “Auntie A” was now been going on for nearly 9 years. It started as fairly innocent curiosity on my part as a p*****n about mature, full figured women of which “A” was a prime example. I had carried a fondness for her since c***dhood because she had no c***dren and always treated me as her own and she dressed and acted so much more “free-spirited” than Mom and my other aunt. She was also very pretty, tall and voluptuous with wide hips and big legs and a 38D bust line. Our relationship had grown from curiosity and instruction from part 1 to now several years of pure lust and satisfaction, meeting on an irregular basis, always at her home while “Uncle P” was working. I originally thought it would be a “one day stand” but it awakened a missing part of her life and certainly fulfilled part of mine. At this time I was done with college and working and she had retired from one of her jobs to be home more to care for her ailing, now retired husband. This day may by the last meeting for a long time as “P” was in the hospital for a short stay and she called my Mom as usual (no cells then) with a request for my services for some chore at their place. The call was returned when I got home from work….I’ll be freshened up and waiting for you,” she said. I liked that we were always all cleaned up for each other when we met. I walked in the back door and sat at the kitchen table were so ...
    many of our get sessions started. I think she made me sit there on purpose so she could make her grand entrance from the hallway…sometimes fully clothed for me to undress and sometimes naked except for high-heeled shoes. I always remarked on how nice her big, muscular claves looked when she wore heels. Today she was flat-footed wearing only an off-white camisole. I thought to myself as she approached that I had witnessed a changing female body from mature to senior over the past few years almost as dramatic as a girl changes in her teens. The camisole could not offer any support for her increasingly pendulous breasts…I wished I could have seen them in her twenties, protruding almost straightforward…now they sagged, beautifully though, nearly to her waist. They swung to and fro, each nipple visible at the outward boundary of their arc. The camisole of course exposed her widening hips and also her now expanding belly…I was mesmerized, like watching slow-motion. The soft flesh of her upper arms also rippled with her every step. I love the “open-bottom” look of an almost naked woman. The house had no lights on, only what illumination passed through the windows on the shady north side…a tall fence and farmland beyond provided privacy for the beginnings of our trysts. When she reached the table she moved a chair beside me facing the opposite direction so we were within reach of one another. She spread a towel over the chair because of not having panties on. “It looks like you are ...
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