The door opened slowly and before I van knew what happened he was hit full n the ace with the smell of stale farts, a smell that made his eyes water, and his nose sting. His ears were stung with the shouting of his name, “IVAN!” Ivan opened his eyes just in time to see a pair of floppy titties envelop his face.
Tina was a large woman, who stood 6 feet 5 inches tall, and weighed in on the better side of 280 pounds. She was extremely voluptuous with GGG cup breasts and a huge 64-inch ass. She had a nice big belly to go with her big smelly ass. Her hair was usually styled in a big platinum blond hair sprayed ball. In fact the only thing that wasn’t large and oversized on Tina was her petite hands and feet. For such a large woman Tina’s hands and size 6 feet truly stuck out in comparison to her massive build.
Ivan flopped back and forth between his Aunt’s naked breasts ass he swung him around in her arms. “It’s so good to see you my darling nephew!” Tina shouted, as her ass shouted louder with a stinking fart.
PPPPHHHHHHAAAAARRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTT!
“Aunt Tina!” Ivan yelled as his face flushed red with embarrassment. “Put me down!”
“Sure sweetie,” Tina said lovingly, unaware of her nephew’s scorn. She slid him from between her breasts, his face slick with her tit sweat, and placed him back on the ground. She picked up his bags and threw them through the door as she walked naked back inside, her ass flatulating with each step she took.
Ivan followed his aunt into the house fanning the fart fumes from his face that always seemed to follow his aunt’s wake. He watched her ass sway back and forth and cursed how he was attracted to her for it. He steadied himself and called out to her, “Can you put on some clothes Aunt Tina?”
“What?” Tina said a little distracted, “What? Oh sure! Anything for you my dearest nephew!” She told him as she pinched her nephew’s cheeks. She disappeared for a few minutes and returned to the living room where Ivan was sitting on the couch. Tina was dressed in extremely tight jeggings, and a white cheetah skin tube top. She towered on 6-inch sandal wedges. “So why don’t we have a drink, you cute little thing you?”
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