I was an orphan and was brought upby my paternal aunt. She was a widow and had a lot of land a big housein an area called Konkan south of Mumbai. It w...s about 4 hours drivesouth of Mumbai. I was a good student at school and did my engineeringfrom a topnotch school in India.Subsequently I got admission in aprestigious school in the US for my masters. This was the time when thetech boom was just happening. Fresh out of the school I got a good jobin the silicon valley area.Some hard work enabled. He grunted,but otherwise made no sound. She stitched him upshortly and bent down to bite the string. As she did,he cheek brushed his now flaccid penis and it burst toerection. She stopped on the way back up and gentlykissed the tip. He pulled her up to him and gave her apassionate kiss. She returned the kiss, running herfingers thru his still dirty hair. She straddled himand felt his hard cock push against her wetpanties. She pulled off her shirt and her bosoms hungthere free in front of his. I’m close Amit, so close. Please put your finger inside me now she ordered with a desperate edge to her voice. I did not need to be told twice. Instantly I pushed my index finger into her wet opening and with a slurping sound it swallowed me whole. As Aunt Seema began to tremble I worked a second digit into her womanly depths. She grabbed my hair while pushing her cunt forward on my fingers and let out a wail as her body trembled from her release. I continued tonguing her button as her pussy. " That sounds like a weird game but I liked what they did before so I am willing to try. I nod again. Brad leans over me and starts working at my mouth. He uses his tongue like a cock damn near fucking me with it. I do my best to keep pace, until I feel my legs being spread and a tongue delves into my folds and finds my hard little clit. I arch up and cry out "Bottom!" as I try to grind into the feeling. Brad looks put out for a moment but decides to up his game. My breast are pulled out of my.