Mia Khalifa Ass Dance
one of the sexiest pair of bubble butts Aunt Sheen was the widow of my eldest uncle and Dee, her daughter was a year older to me. Aunt Sheen had seduced me in the same month that her husband had passed away and we had fucked numerous times. Dee, on the other hand, had lost her virginity and her anal virginity to me. We had been very close to each other since we were little. Dee had always considered be her BFF and now we had become friends with benefits. I had already slept with another aunt and a younger cousin but none of them knew about the others because I respected their privacy. I stand 5’10”, very fair and have straight, long dark hair with big, light brown eyes. I have a naturally athletic build as I’ve been playing soccer since I remember. Let me describe Aunt Sheen first. She was a little over 45 back then and stood 5’6″, with medium, wavy dyed hair. She was dark skinned, with a voluptuous 36-D bust, a curvy waist and a lovely 45-inch butt. Sheen looked like a short, but hot African queen to me. About Dee, she stood a little over 5’6″ and was the spitting younger image of her mother. She had large, brown eyes and a pouty lower lip. Dee had 36-C size tits that stood prominently on her chest, with a curvy waist similar to Aunt Sheen and one of the sexiest pair of bubble butts I had ever seen. Dee was only a shade lighter than her mom but her skin was naturally hairless and very smooth. Mother and daughter had two of the best booties that I’ve seen in my life. This incident took place a week after Aunt Sheen had peeped in on Dee and me when we were fooling around in her room. I had taken Dee’s anal virginity the next day. Although Dee had no idea but I knew her mother had caught me licking her pussy that night. Coming to the story Aunt Sheen also had a son, our eldest cousin, who had been working in Mumbai from a few years now. It was the last Saturday of July, 2007. I walked closer to her I remember I was sitting in my room in the afternoon when I heard a commotion in the kitchen. I stepped to the kitchen door to see my mother consoling Aunt Sheen who was sobbing hard as she sat at the dinner table. My mom asked me to fetch a glass of water and I immediately grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and offered it to her. Aunt Sheen sat at the dinner table, d****d in a cream-colored saree that enveloped her voluptuous figure extremely well. Even in this situation, I couldn’t help but notice the way her plump ass cheeks spread wide and overflowed the chair from the sides. Her slim waist was bare and her luscious D-cups breasts were covered under a brown-colored blouse. I was confused because I had never seen Aunt Sheen cry like this, not even when her husband had passed away a few months ago. It was a couple of minutes before Aunt Sheen calmed down enough to explain. I sat there stunned to hear that her son had decided he did not want to do anything with our family anymore. Aunt Sheen told he felt that he wanted to be with his own family now so he’s shifting to Dubai. He’s got a job lined up and he plans to settle there with his wife now. I felt angry at him for ditching his mother and younger sister in such a selfish way so soon after his father’s death. I wasn’t the kind of person to voice my opinion everywhere so I kept my thoughts to myself. Aunt Sheen’s feeling of loss had now turned to anger as she began ranting about how selfish her son bad been and my mom tried to calm her down again. I mumbled something appropriate and excused myself. I suddenly remembered about Dee. I immediately went out of my ground floor apartment and walked up the steps to Aunt Sheen’s first floor apartment from the parking lot at the front. I rang the doorbell at the iron-grill door to their apartment and Dee appeared soon. She was unusually quiet. Dee did not make eye contact with me as she opened the grilled door and turned around and walked back in her house. I shut the door close behind me as I followed her. Dee walked to the steps in the kitchen and I followed her to her room on the second floor of their apartment. I stepped in her room to find Dee sitting on the edge of her bed. She had on white-colored cotton pajamas that hugged her curvy figure completely. I walked closer to her and stood in front of her before asking gently, I thought it was by accident but then Dee put her left “That bastard!” Dee hissed through gritted teeth as she finally looked up at me and soon tears began to streak down her cheeks. “Hey, Dee… look, it’s going to be all right.” I said soothingly as I sat on her side. I put my left arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. “I hate him, Ali!” Dee said and began crying as she turned towards me and rested her head on my shoulder. “I always knew he was selfish so this shouldn’t shock me too much but I can’t help feel angry at him for having abandoned mom so soon after papa’s death.” I couldn’t think of anything to say so I tightened my arm a little and held her, letting her take out her anger and frustration verbally. Consoling to Coitus Dee now clung to me from the side, with her right arm around my waist as I consoled her with a hug. It was completely silent in the room now as Dee had finally stopped sobbing. Her head rested on my shoulder, with her face buried in the crook of my neck. “Mmm..” I mumbled and closed my eyes as I felt Dee kiss my neck once. I thought it was by accident but then Dee put her left hand on my chest and gave a soft push. Before I could understand anything I was lying on her bed with my legs still on the floor. Dee swiftly got on top of me, resting on her knees at the sides. Without a word still, Dee immediately bent down and began kissing me hard.