“OMG Daddy!” she said softly, “Can we play daddy, please daddy” she said looking up at me with her puppy eyes, we didn’t need scripts as we ...ere both good at improvising and all we needed was the basic scenario. “OK” I said with a wink and she pulled herself up and I whispered in her ear the basic scenario and she jumped up and ran upstairs, I got up and pulled on my shorts and tee shirt as this is all I needed and sat down thinking through the scenario.I poured another wine while I waited for. .Bchpan se meri bua muje bda pyaar krti thi or hamare ghr me hi rehti thi or mai unke sath hi soota tha meri bua hai to bot sexy par vo koi boyfriend ya galt baato me nhi thiOr jb mai chota tha tb muje yaad hai vo raat me meri kamar me haath daal kar soti thi or jb mera lund tan jata tha tho vo usko sehlane lagti thi or hilati thi ek din bua ne mera hath apni nighty ki andar daal diya or apne boobas par rakh diya mai jaag gya or bola bua ye kya kar rahi ho vo boli chup shor mt macha kal chiz. You can study latter. Come, let us talk for some time”, she called me to her bed room, saying this. With a lot of hesitation, I went to their bed room and stood there. She lay on the bed and took my hand towards her and said, “Feel this as your house you can lay on this bed”. “No problem, aunty I will sit hear”, with a shy voice, I sat on the bed.“How is that?” Suddenly Neeraja aunty asked. I could not get what she asked. “What is that aunty?”“Hmmmmm…….! Your Neeraja aunty’s breast, which is. The silvery globe above me flickering and dancing through the canopy of branches. Always seeming stationary, guiding me, and leading me on. This heart pounds within my chest, pumping fire around this foreign carriage, my throat sucking huge lungfuls of air to feed the powerhouse barely under my control. The features of the forest floor picked out in an eerie monochrome, your footprints as well as the smell of your sweat and musk pulling me forwards. A fallen tree lies across my path, I leap.