"Oh my!" Penny said. "Um--do you think I--I really should?" Sure," I said boldly. "Anything that will help. We want to do all we can to take care of y...our condition, don't we?" Yes," my lovely aunt replied. "Oh, yes, we--we must do something about--my--my condition." She fumbled at the front of her overfilled halter and it dropped open, letting her billowing tits flop free."I think I see part of the problem," I said, boldly cupping one of the bounteous mammaries. "I think that these need a good. We waited until I was eighteen and Jana was seventeen before we got pregnant again. This time Jana went full nympho when she conceived. I wasn’t far behind her. Our first girls were four, so they ended up spending a lot of time with Auntie May so Jana and I could spend as much time fucking Uncle George as was physically possible. He was seventy-four, and he was still strong and healthy for his age. We had both been fucking him every day since Jana came to live with us.When we say he fucked us. Daily I used to think of your boobs, especially Bhaktiji’s inch long nipples, how I used to chew them while I was fucking you. I could not masturbate as the bath rooms are common and we cannot occupy for long time.Slowly I got used to the routine. One evening, the headmistress Mrs.Rupa called me to her office after office hours. She wanted to discuss about my inclusion in Basket ball team, because of my height. I was reluctant since my studies would be affected.She gave a lecture about how a. After setting the stage, Mom removed the Rubbermaid container from her bed and placed it beside the nightstand on the floor; she reached on top of the silken black bed sheet, gracefully smoothing it over with her elegant hand and left the room.Jumping ahead 40 minutes into the recording. I saw more movement on the blurred screen and I stopped to view it.All my deviance and careful calculated planning was about to pay off! There it was in front of me on the computer's monitor, my wet dream come.