My mothers best friend
I had been sent to stay with my Aunty whilst my parents were away abroad on business for a couple of weeks. I say Auntie, but in reality, she was in no way related to us, just mums best friend really. I remember once when she had stopped over at our house once after a late night out with my parents, that in the morning when passing the bathroom, I had glimpsed her naked body through the door which was slightly ajar. She had a very hairy bush, and great big pendulous tits, that memory has been...