But when I entered her room what I saw. Priya was sleeping on her bed facing the door and hugging her pillow very tightly, with a sweet smile on her f...ce along with a expression of satisfaction. Her saree was little above her anklets but below her knees. Her legs were silky as the feather of a bird. The anklets on her legs were like the best combination. On this pose her body curves were admiring more and more of her beauty. And the best part the more I was looking at her the more I was getting. All I had ever done was just stroke the dick with my hand and then slobber on it for a minute before I would have him stick his hard cock in my pussy. Well, not really knowing how to swallow cum, I turned to a girlfriend and asked questions. She gave me a basic classroom lesson and then asked for me to give her details later. You know how us girls love to talk dick stories to each other. So, having this new bit of knowledge, I was ready to go for the glory. At my next run-in with my guy, he. Com. To be frank all the world and especially India changed a lot in terms of having with in relatives nothing but incest and it was happen to me in last year in Hyderabad. It was the story of sex between the boy and his aunty (father’s sister). Before going to sex part I want to tell about my auntie’s life which leads to this episode. She was married at age of 20 years and got separated after 2 years as my uncle is not good (don’t know much about that). Even though we are poor my grandparents. As soon as the clock struck six I was relieved that my day was finally over.I hurried out of the building and headed onto the streets. I was glad that the weather had finally warmed up as winter felt like it lingered around longer than usual. I decided to take advantage of the nice weather and took the long route to the subway station to go home.When I got underground I found taking the long route wasn't such a good idea; the station platform was packed like a can of sardines. Fortunately I was.