Aunt Vicky

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 I was all settled in for the night. My Aunt Vicky was downstairs doing laundry and finishing the dinner dishes, and I had showered and watched a little TV, and then yawned and told my Step-mom’s younger sister that I was going to bed. I wasn’t actually tired yet, but I was horny and was looking forward to taking some time to escape into my world of secret sexual fantasies, and I didn’t want to be disturbed.

 My Aunt Vicky was pretty foxy for my Step-mom’s younger sister, and looked much like a younger version of my Mom. God she

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