The festivities had already begun. I won't bore you with the girly party details - but pink was theprevalent color. The cake, the table cloth, just ab...ut every girl'sclothes was pink, pink, and pink. It was cool though. Susan's mother putsome music on and we all lip synced to 'I enjoy being a girl' and allthat kind of stuff. We danced and played Wii. After all the girls arrivedand we'd settled down some, Susan's mother invited us to enjoy somepizza! There was ice cream and cake and the happy. But At home I observed that my grand pa had no intensity to do such sinful act with anyone , actually he is a very gentle man with moral values .Again I thought I have to change his mind and motive , maybe he was not any more interested about sex at his age or may me he was fade up of his life .So one day I make a strange plan , and I went to my friend’s house , and searched through internet for a sex pill , than can inaugurate his wild desire for sex like newly married couple . And I was. Smita blushed to the deepest shade of pink! Just looking at her Ranjit wass feeling the strain in his pants. Ranjit asked wether she wanted to have dinner in the restaurant or in his room. This was an open invitation to Smita! She shyly accpeted it and said the privacy of his room would be better. She could see the excitement in Ranjit’s eyes. Ever since the incidence when Ranjit had held her hand when she had fallen on the stairs at the tour. She had developed an invisible feeling for this. . 7 ... years." Seriously, it sounded like she was seconds away from coming. My thumb was on her slit now and I pressed down, opening her and feeling her wetness, her lips sucked my thumb deep into her slit. She was dripping. Had she been standing it would have been running down her thighs."I thought you got divorced five years ago." We didn't ... fuck ... for the last ... uhhh ... two years."Did my staid, conservative aunt just say "fuck"? Oh my God. She momentarily got control of herself.