I press it against the opening and then trail it slowly from there to your clit, extracting a long moan from you. The sweet flavor of your juices e...plodes onto my tongue as it slides through your slit. I move down, repeating my lick, then again and again. Over and over, with every lick ending with a flick or suck of your hard clit. I press my tongue against your opening again, this time though I wiggle it against the hole, pressing part of the tip inside. Your hands grip my hair. My name is Raj and am 18 years of age, slender build, tan colour skin, and an average student attending college and staying with my mum’s sister Anita (I call her aunty) in Pune since my parents work in UAE. I am an only son and have always lived with aunty ever since I was a 2 years old. For me aunty is more like a mother to me and I have grown up with my cousin Prya who is 2 years my junior. By the way this story happened three years ago almost to the day. Okay readers Part 4 starts here.As a. I had also arrange for fuel and a tie down spot at the small grass airfield over the internet.I had to open the wings in the dark but I managed to get it done. I sat in the plane until the sun came up. When it did, I pushed the plane so that it faced into the wind. The canary yellow bird stated to roll and very soon it took to the air. It had been in a very short roll out, which I found comforting on the strange field.I flew the plane a few hours to another grassy field somewhere in the middle. To his disgust she was not shaved, and he remembered the rumours that it was not usually the custom in Tirfil to shave women's bodies. Although that rather put him off, he was determined to have this woman as his first reward for winning the war. Throwing her down on the rug he turned her onto her belly and dragged her hips up until her buttocks were high in the air. With no further ado he pulled his prick out of his trousers, thrust into her arse and was rewarded with a shriek of fear and.