Aunty also was slept. I was not feeling sleepy as I was watching the scenario outside. As the time Passed aunty was sleeping on my shoulders. And here...we go , the reason why a change occurred in my life, her boobs was touching to my hand. And the beauty I never watched out was in front of me. Sonia aunty was fair coloured, slim and used to maintain her nice hair, always used to wear beautiful sarees , everyone used to appreciate her beauty in our family. In spite of this all I never ever put. "Amanda, you're safe," I said. "You weren't supposed to be here anyway." God Damn it Preston," she screamed. "This is supposed to be us, together. You don't get to run off and try and sacrifice your life, to save me from my psychopathic daughter. You're all I have left. I wouldn't have wanted to live without you."I just wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. She relaxed and kissed me back, her body molding its self to mine. I cupped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her agasint me. As the cold water hit my groin, taking my breath away, I realised that I had not noticed people as I went down the beach being more interested in my painful feet. Annabelle was waiting for me and we noticed how even out 20 metres or so it was still only waist height. Annabelle asked how I was getting on with having my dick swinging free for all to see. She giggled as she said it and I’m sure I blushed as she splashed me with the salty water saying ‘This will cool you down!’ I instinctively. I lodged the head in her narrow canal, allowing her pained spasms to caress my cock, pressing deeper between each contraction. Her screaming picked up once I had a couple inches in, and kept on as I thrust deeper and deeper until I hit her cervix. Her walls compressed me almost painfully; almost was an understatement for her, based on her writhing and crying as I got further and further inside. I stopped, pressed against her cervix, looking down where our bodies joined. I had three more inches.