Well the story to fuck my widow aunt started years back. I was in the planning for last 2 years to fuck her.Let me tell you something about her.She is... a widow lady almost aged 44 or 45. She is a an average Indian lady with a dark complexion. She is a teacher by profession and i always had a fantasy of fucking teachers after seeing their boobs from one side.Now this story started two years back when i came back to live with my parents in Delhi. I was new to the locality so i hardly new anyone. I. Homework could wait. Hell, she was a superheroine, homework could wait forever as far as she was concerned right now.A guy strode up next to her, “Hey cutie.”She looked at him, average looking guy, maybe a bit more muscular than the average guy not certainly no real athlete. “Do I know you?”“No, and that’s a shame, let’s change that, I’m James.”“Good for you,” she continued walking.“Okay, that’s an interesting way to play it. But I guess some girls like to pretend to be bitches. Makes it more. And I knew I just had to see that woman's underwear.So up I went, but slowly, quietly, methodically. I slowly closed the door to my friends room and made my way to his parents' maser bedroom. Standing there in front of a dresser, I remember being extremely excited.I opened a small top drawer, and there they were. I could hardly contain myself. Not only were there everyday panties, this lady had some lingerie. I remember pulling a black lacy pair out and noticed it had a small whistle dangling. I managed to get all of the panels over the windows while she was attempting to suck my soul out through my cock. I knew at this point I needed to get a firm stance and give some back. I planted my feet shoulder width apart and in a Weaver stance with one foot slightly ahead of the other, and then I grabbed that throat machine that women call a ponytail, but for me, it let's me guide her sexy face and warm mouth down on that cock with the urgency she began with. She absolutely loves being.