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Picking his stacked, flirty aunt up from the airport, Will got the surprise of a life-time.
In part 1 of this series, Will knocks up his fertile aunt right there in the airport. Like two sex-starved animals, aunt and nephew rut until her fertile womb is filled with his potent seed.
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"I want to see them..." I grunted as her lips attacked my face with savage fury. I had no idea my mother's sister was such a sexual beast.
"In here, quick!" She yanked me into one of the stalls.
Just in time, too, as some lady walked in and chose the stall next to us. Thelma giggled, putting her hand over her mouth to stifle it. When she was under control, she lifted her tank top up off over her head, revealing the most delicious, luscious pair of breasts I'd ever laid eyes on.
My girlfriend was a C-cup and Aunt Thelma put hers to shame. I mean, they were easily twice as big.
"Don't just stare at them like some virgin, Will..." She flashed me a mischievous grin that touched her blue eyes.
My jaw dropped open when I saw them. They were large, pillowy and looked very real. I tentatively reached out and touched one, looking up into her face to make sure this wasn't some kind of dream.
She nodded, her motherly face still smiling.
READ MOREIt took a bit of effort to lift them in my hands, but it was oh-so-worth it! Now these were some quality juggs!
"You should've seen them when they were filled with milk, Will..." she sighed wistfully. Then her eyes flashed wickedly.
"What?" I mouthed as I didn't want the lady in the stall next to us to hear.
Thelma leaned so close to my ear that her lips were brushing up against it and at the same time her hand fell to the noticeable lump in my pants.
"How would you like to see them filled up?"
"Hmm?" I looked at her puzzled.
"Yeah. The clock's tickin', Will. It's five to midnight." She snaked her tongue down in my ear canal, causing goosebumps to ripple through my body.
"What are you saying?" I whispered back. My devious aunt was up to something, I just knew it. But she was speaking in code. Woman code.
"To put it bluntly," she said once the lady had vacated the restroom, "I want you to knock a baby up into your 40-year-old aunt's womb."
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