Aunty Mo
More of a reminisence than the usaul sex stories Please don’t expect one of those crude stories which in all honestly I have posted myself at times This is a story remebering my Aunty Mo Aunty Mo was my Dads older sister in a loving way Dad descibed her as “nutty as a fruit cake” or as “queer as a basket full of monkeys” So as you can see she was different. She lectured on Classics at the University and tend to concentrate on the works of Sapho As far as Iknow she had never cut haer hair having it braided or brushed in tresses, her clotes were always “flowing” and it was later that i discovered she only wore panties on the occssios of what she called “womens sufference” When she first invited her …