M. as I always did. As usual, Aunt Eva feed me a cup of coffee and made me a fresh, farmer-sized breakfast. After eating, we headed outside to begin d...oing the chores. While I mowed the lawn, aunt Eva kneeled in the garden, pulling weeds and planting. Whenever she worked around the house, my aunt typically wore a simple house frock that buttoned up the entire front and she always wore one of her cast-iron, long-line bras that kept her big boobs and tummy in place. This underwear made her tits. After five years he came to my room and I am very surprise to see him he was taller than and stronger than me too we had a friendly chat I thought he has forgotten the sexual incident which happen in the smaller age.He told he was stronger than me but I did not agreed with him. He has very tall 6 inch and very stronger and I was 5.6 inch height and 55 kg only. He came towards me and lifted me as a doll I was blushed in shame my face is became red he use to call me Anna (brother) then he made me. Nothing changed but…I did catch him looking once in a while. That was a start.The big move came when, on a Saturday night, I picked-up a nice married guy about twice my age. I’d gone to a bar that was known as a gay hangout (this was before it was a common thing in that area) with the intention of bringing a guy home and getting him to fuck me. This guy was almost perfect; he was white though. He wasn’t drinking much and when I hit on him (lightly) he seemed interested and gave me all of his. While the cups were a simple full-coverage design, there was a prominent seam that ran across the middle and another that ran vertical. Where they crossed left me wondering if that was where mom's nipples hid. Standing behind her, I loved seeing how her ample flesh absorbed her bra and made me wish I was that bra.She also wore a pair of taupe colored satin panties that wrapped around her wide frame quite sensuously. In the back, they held onto all of her ass with the shiny material sparkling.