After finishing the burger and after a couple of beers my cell phone rang. It was mom, "Hey take a look across the way, I know how you have been enjoy...ing the view I bet you will really enjoy this one" I walked over to the window looking across at my parents window and I knew I was in for a show of my life. There stood my mom and her sister/my aunt holding on to each other in a passionate kiss. I watched as their tongues twisted and entangled one another and how they would swap out on biting. This story writing will be in parts. There are 2 characters in this story; me and my ex-gf Anjali (name changed). If I were to describe Anjali for you she is what the heart wants. A well-endowed girl with physical stats of 34D-30-34. She was very curvy and had firm amount of flesh at the right places and I loved her a lot.Now without taking more time I would like to start with the story. Anjali and I had been in a relationship for more than 6 months. We never decided about how and when we will. Billy had started to pant, and I noticed a clear drop of lubrication hanging from the tip. I moved my hand back and forth again and it fell warmly onto my fingers."Can't you please taste it?" Billy breathed.I shook my head emphatically. "That's an awful thing to ask a girl." But it's hurting me!" he groaned, clutching his abdomen with both hands. "Don't you know anything about boys?"He was writhing on the grass now and the way he bit down on his lower lip made me feel awful. Maybe he was in. Thus far he had been gone into the third year of the “ March of the Moors. “ Anna was two months from her thirtieth birthday. Three long years she’d gone without making love to her husband. She felt a deep urgent twitch in her vagina.Looking back she could have sworn she had locked the door to their apartment. Anna had masturbated a few times before while the boys were in training. On that fateful day she had stood before her mirror and pulled her morning dress off.She admired her firm breast.