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Seems we got a crop in the garden that's ripe for picking."Her position meant his Aunt's tits were hanging in their crimson enclosure right in front of his eyes. Looking up, she saw his gaze. Smiling, she said, "Why don't you inspect the melons, while I check out the meat department."Their eyes met and Bobby Lee's face broke out in a goofy grin.Netti straddled his knees and lowered her hands into his crotch. Bobby reached out and lifted her breasts. He closed his eyes and he slowly inhaled a lung filling breath. In blind bliss, he enjoyed the feel of the bra and the wonderful weight of the boobs in his palms. That sensation was soon enhanced by the touch of his Aunt's fingers working their way slowly along his boxers toward his throbbing junk.Netti's reaction was similar. Her breasts responded to the gentle massage. She appreciated that her nephew wasn't just a rough grabber. He had a light fondling touch unusual for boys his age.Netti liked screwing, but her pleasure in sex wasn't. I ate her pussy passionately and deeply. I used to take her clit into my mouth, and give it a tongue lashing. Aunty used to go nuts at this and scream. I ate her pussy for 10 minutes after which she orgasmed hard, and gripped my hair tightly.I kept licking and sucking her pussy and cleaned it off her remaining pussy juices. After aunty relaxed, I crawled up on her. She immediately hugged me hard and we were lying just like that for some time.Then we looked at each other and aunty said, “Rahul, if we keep lying on this bed like this, then we won’t be able to get off from this bed today. So, now get up.” While saying this she playfully pushed me back. I fell beside her on the bed and she got up. I saw her ass, it was soo fleshy and voluptuous.I was still not able to believe that I had kissed, licked and enjoyed this ass to the core. Following her, I too got up. Aunty caught my hand and dragged me towards the bathroom. We both got in and she started the shower. We both had a quick.
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