It all started recently in a supermarket on a hot day, living in the south of France, women are often dressed in attractive necklines (for a big fan of breasts like me it's perfect). I come face to face with a mature woman, slightly tanned brunette, and provided with an incredible breast. I could not help but look for a long time at this too wide and therefore ultra plunging cleavage, with her big breasts hanging down as she fidgeted with her shopping. She wasn't paying attention at all, leaving part of her chest in plain sight. It was then, completely excited, much more than usual, that I wondered why this kind of woman turned me on more than anyone else. Why did I want to ask her to let me watch and touch her breasts a little ... And that's where I made the connection. Apparently it is in our childhood that we forge our most deeply rooted fantasies, and I fantasize about the big breasts of mature women. The breasts very soft and drooping, which move at the slightest movement. These big breasts that apparently turn off a lot of people. This is not my case, far from it you will understand! So I am going to reveal my biggest secret to you, I was ashamed of it for a while today I assume it intimately, and these memories are also my best masturbations, even today. I don't know if this is the case with a lot of people, but I would be quite curious to see if other people have had similar adventures ^^ So I will tell you about my very dear aunt Sylvie, the sister of my father, therefore, a woman whom I have always known single. I spent all summers at her place since she lived in Aix en Provence. So I spent a whole part of my adolescence with my aunt.I didn't have a lot of girlfriends during my teenage years, even less had sex. One of the reasons why I loved being at my aunt's house is that she's a person, let's say very open, and above all very comfortable with her body, practicing nudism or naturism, I never really understood the difference. So, may I describe my aunt to you: she is a woman of medium height, slightly strong, a few small bulges, light brown hair, round glasses, short hair, and an unbelievable breast! A big sagging breast as I like them with big nipples. The most beautiful pair of breasts I have seen in my life My aunt therefore walked around topless for three quarters of the time we spent in her apartment. Usually with only one big panty and the hair on her pussy sticking out. Very comfortable with it she didn't even see how much I could look at her big breasts with the only dream of touching them. She kept her apron very often but left it in the afternoon during her daily nap ... In Aix it's hot in her apartment, and on very hot days, I was entitled to "My pti Matt, it bothers you if I get naked? I'm much too hot " Obviously that doesn't bother me! Those days were blessed, the pretty hairy pussy of my aunt was offered, as well as her pretty buttocks of mature woman. I spent most of my time masturbating fantasizing about my aunt, and her female body. I went discreetly into the bathroom where the toilet was also located, and if possible with dirty panties from the laundry basket. I rubbed my cock against the panties, I sniffed them ... I was sexually very attracted to my aunt. I was very afraid that she would find out and on the one hand that I would be ashamed of my life and on the other hand that she would deprive me of this magnificent view ... So I was super discreet but I was getting more and more comfortable with it, and I was finding more and more risky ways to masturbate while watching herFor example I loved her to do the housework, I pretended to read my magazine, but secretly I watched her bending over to sweep leaving her big breasts hanging down and moving in all directions, I tried to all taken to see her hairy anus when she bent over, and under my basketball shorts, sex in the air I masturbated slowly ... what a pleasure .. it happened to me to ejaculate and not know where to send semen. I ended up in on my thigh and wiped discreetly with paper towel. The best time was the nap. My aunt had a small apartment, I slept in the living room on the sofa bed which overlooked the bedroom a few steps away without an entrance door. Sylvie slept every afternoon, at least 1 hour,It took me a long time to take the plunge ... but one day I approached discreetly, my heart was pounding very hard, I had prepared an excuse just in case, but I was seized with excitement. I was finally ...

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