That night I had a mixed feelings, I was angry but at the same time I was very excited about the whole thing and started masturbating. I was keeping a... eye on Parvathi’s room to see when she returns. I didn’t know how the time passed in that excitement and saw Parvathi returning to her room and realized that it was 4.30am.From next day onwards I kept a watch on them for a month and noted that they fucked at least 4 times a week and my father checks for the lights to be switched off in my room. "Not when I have the old Jack-in-the-box here." You can jack Jack yourself, pal. You're not getting into this box." But she did keep looking.Not a single light was on inside the Tank, but it was lit softly by the glow from a hundred candles outside. The diehard fans who called themselves Ichthyologists had made a ritual of their all-night vigils.Refracted and reflected by a dozen planes, the candles twinkled like stars when seen from inside the house. A writer who spent a night inside once said. . I think my dad had some weird dream of gathering his entire family into this house for... Well, anyway." Just pick the nearest one," Derek said, "so that we don't get lost on the way back."Brandon made a wry smile that didn't reach his distant, occupied eyes. "Oh, believe me, it's not quite that simple..." Something turned in his eyes, and he made a decision. "All right. Let's go."The room whose lights he flicked on was small, but perfectly proportioned. A freestanding bed stood in the middle. She presented herself in a whole new light, and I loved it. The more eye contact I gave her, the tighter she held my hands.I didn't try to break free, but I surely knew she wasn't going to let go of them because she was committed. She went to town on my twat with her tongue poking all around there and seemingly pushing it in there deeper too.She just left me speechless so many times that I was stunned beyond belief. Once she saw me shedding some tears, then she decided to let go of my hands. I.