I can hold you up, you see... " Cal was sobbing and sure to buckle. Paula's finger would not relent. "Cal, it would be better. Cal, it would." I can't..." the boy cried. "Auntie, help me."Stretching her free arm wide, Paula delivered a second stinging slap, this one to her nephew's cheek. "No, auntie... , " he shrieked. And at once his anus gave.Paula inched her finger toward Cal's prostate. She maintained the pressure, holding her nephew upright by an act of impalement. Cal was crying openly. She was hesitant at first but then slowly got involved in the kiss. She was pressing my dick over the boxer. We then broke the kiss and she removed my t-shirt.I started kissing her neck, cleavage, pulled off her pallu and started to kiss her. She pushed off to bed removed her blouse and lehenga and was standing there on her panty and bra.She came near me and said, “Saheb fuck me as you fuck didi every day.” I said, “What do you mean?” She said,“Every time you fucked didi I could hear the voices. She really did it and came to me. I gave her some minutes to wake up, then I helped her on her feet. As she stood in front of me I moved my fingers around her breasts again and then down towards her pussy. She was quite dry. Her juice from yesterday was sticky. A little rubbing on her clit immediately resulted in a loud, sexy moan. She hasnt said anything yet, but that moan immediately made my cock rock hard. I then mounted another pair of cuffs on her upper thighs and connected her feet with. I looked her in the eyes. I was stunned, almost speechless. "A year," I squeaked, finally. "And, it hasn't affected us, you and me, in the least," she said. "You mean until now," I said. "Because it sure as hell has affected me now!" "Julian, think about this logically. Do not let this, thing, ruin us. We are a team you and I. A team always plays better when they help each other out; you know that. That's what I'm asking for here, Jules. Let me help you out here. Help you to understand.