.pussy.” Mamatha aunty cried.I pulled out my fingers and showed her how wet her pussy is.“Are you sure you want me to stop, aunty? Your pussy is w...et. I know you wanted this too.” I asked her.Then I pulled her saree and petticoat, dropped it on the bathroom floor, while she resisted and pulled out my hard cock from my pants. I pulled down her panties, and put my hard cock on top of her well trimmed pussy. I started rubbing my dick back and forth on top of her pussy.“Please stop, I beg you,. She was talking to herself about how she was going to like the feeling of this inside her .She was oooing and awwing ,tilting her head as she moved my balls around and examined my shaft while she shaved. She looked up at me and smiled after rinsing me off then gave my cock a squeeze. “Wow that sure looks longer now” then sucked me deep in her throat, “no, just the same”,she said after pulling her mouth off. We then changed positions and she began creaming her pubic hair,she sure was making my. Her arms held me tightly, carefully preventing me from tipping backward as I got settled. She could see how desperate I was to finally empty my bladder, but she also knew I was too nervous to let it happen naturally. One of her hands moved to gently, but firmly, press on the area just below my belly button.“Just relax, sweetheart,” she murmured, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “I won't be disgusted, no matter what happens. I promise.”I nodded, closing my eyes as she pressed on my tummy. "Mom poked her head around the doorframe and asked, "Got a minute?"I smiled. "Sure."She sat on the end of my bed with her hands in her lap, thinking for a moment or two."You brought back some painful memories tonight..."I interrupted her and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I know that, Hani. There's not a mean bone in your body. You brought back some very nice memories too; you didn't mean any harm."I scooted closer and held her hand. "What was I like as a kid?" Oh," she sniffed,.