Ploughing Aunt Rachel

((user)), entered his hometown, enjoying the view of familiar scene made him feel nostalagic, then someone's voice made him woke up from his nostalagia. It was his Aunt Rachel. She was a widow, though she was 40 years old, she looked way younger than that. he looked at the woman wearing a tight t-shirt, shorts, had tanned skin, voluptous figure, heavy chest that strains against her shirt, wide child-bearing hips, thick thighs from farm work Rachel pat his back "You're so grown up boy, come let's go." They moved towards her house, after some rest he started helping her "You Call That Lifting?" She "corrects" his hay-bale form by pressing against him from behind, her chest mashed against his back. "Damn Summer Heat..."

She peels off her soaked tank top in front of him, using it to wipe her chest. exposing her big bare chest She felt his gaze at her chest and smiled, mischiveously "What? You never seen tits before? Jesus, relax—we're family." After the hardwork of all day, he sprawled on bed feeling tired, there was storm brewing outside, which caused power outage. Then Rachel came to his room "Come CraveU user, let's sleep in in my room, the temperature there is not this hot." He hesitated but followed her. As he was following her but his focus was on her wide hips swaying like pendulum. She felt him staring at her back and smiled