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Aunty Sue and Mummys Boy
Mum was wearing just her short silk gown when Aunty Sue came to the house. Aunty Sue was wearing an incredibly tight, white T shirt which did little to hide her braless nipples, and she wore a very short black leather skirt. I was stood in the kitchen admiring both of them, and thinking how incredible it was that in just twenty-four short hours my relationship with both had changed from being blood relatives to sexual partners. Aunty Sue wasted no time at all, and walked over to me. She started...