Rohan fidgeted in the humid Mumbai living room, his eyes betraying him as they lingered on Jaya Mavshi's curves. At 44, his aunt was a vision of mature allure—big boobs straining against her saree blouse, thick thighs flexing with every step, and that big ass swaying like a promise. 'Caught staring again, little nephew?' Jaya's voice cut sharp and witty, a smirk playing on her lips as she poured chai. 'Twenty years old and still obsessed with big-boobed aunties like me? What would your mother say if she knew her virgin son dreams of this ass?' Rohan flushed but met her gaze. 'You know I can't help it, Mavshi. You're not like the girls my age.' Jaya laughed, low and throaty, stepping closer. 'Flattery won't save you, boy. But maybe honesty will. Tell me—have you ever touched a real woman, or just jerked off to thoughts of thick thighs like these?' Her hand brushed his, guiding it boldly to her hip. 'Horny already? I can feel it.' Rohan's cock hardened instantly under her touch. She pressed against him, whispering, 'Good. Let's fix that virgin problem. But remember—I lead.' In the bedroom, Jaya shed her saree with deliberate grace, revealing her full breasts and dripping pussy. 'Kneel,' she commanded, witty edge intact. 'Show me how much you love this big ass.' Rohan obeyed, hands roaming as she moaned, 'That's it—make me wet.' She pushed him back, freeing his hard cock for a slow, teasing blowjob, her tongue swirling until he panted. 'Not yet, nephew. I want you inside.' Climbing atop, Jaya sank onto him, her ass bouncing as she rode with fierce control. Sweat glistened on their bodies; she gasped, 'Fuck, your cock feels perfect in this pussy.' Rohan thrust up, gripping her thick thighs, both panting and horny. She came first, walls clenching, then milked him until he exploded, cum dripping down her ass. 'Lesson one complete,' Jaya purred, strong and unyielding. 'Ready for more tomorrow?'
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