An aunt who has always been beautiful and cute, and a little uncomfortable. When I got home, my aunt was standing at the door. Apparently, my mother asked me to do it. As soon as I entered the house, I started washing and doing laundry in the kitchen. When the dust settled, my aunt slowly opened the lemon sour and drank it down, saying that it was a good status. He treated me like a child and asked me this and that. And she touches me as if inviting me. And he gave me a sticky kiss. There was a faint scent of lemon sour from her breath ...