Swinging aunt

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Gloria Stanford pulled the thin nightie closer around her lush body as she strolled aimlessly through the back yard of her sister's house. Ever since her husband had been killed in a truck wreck, she hadn't been feeling too well physically. Nothing that she could put her finger on, just minor aches and pains and a general listlessness.

She knew what the problem was, deep down. She had loved Henry and his loss was creating a gap in her life that wasn't going to be easily filled.

True, she was still young. Not as close to forty as she was to thirty, she still had a body that made men turn and look twice. The flare of her perky ass from under the nightie would have given any male a hard-on. If that didn't do it, the ample tits spilling lavishly from the front of the thin nylon garment would have done it for sure. The tits bobbed, unfettered, and the distant street light cast just enough light into the back yard to make it obvious that her nipples had become erect from the cool wind whipping around her body.

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