My arms... exactly what was wrong with my arms? I didn't seem to be able to move them. I wanted to lift my head and see what was going on but thought ... should rest first. 48 hours sounded good for a start.Okay, think Riz. Last night, I assumed it was last night but I wasn't making any promises, even to myself, I went to Antoines. Well, it was Monday night again, football was on and I was hoping that I could find Sally. Sandra was out of town for the umpteenth time lately, and if I couldn't find. She would wear small booty shorts and a blouse with no bra underneath. At nights she would walk around in just her panties and a shirt, again, with no bra. Every passing day she would dress more provocative, showing more skin and less clothing. She would leave her panties lying around when she got in the shower. She didn’t bother to pick them up afterwards nor anytime soon till she ran out of clothes to wear. At night we would sit in front of the television and watch our favorite sitcoms or. I took the cue and went upstairs to get the oil bottle. Mom and aunt chatted away as I came down with oil.Mom said, ” let’s get started!” I was confused again. Was I to maintain the distance or not. But aunty too seemed interested as she was stealing quick glances at my erection and my mom’s towel covered boobs. We started out with mom applying oil all over my hands, legs till knees, chest, and back. She then went on to my hair and face too speaking this and that while aunty kept staring at my. Usko bola ki aunty ke hath bandh do …..Aur phir aunty ko bola ki ulta let jao…..Aunty ulta let gai…..Ab mai kavita ko bola ki…..Mera lund chus kar gila kar……Aur wo lund chusne lgi …..Phir maine usko bola ki…..Ab tu apni maa ki gand chat aur…..Unke ched me thuk lga…Wo uski gand chatne lgi…….Ab maine kavita ko bola ki…..Uske pair ko failaye aur kaske pakde……Usne aisa hi kiya…..Ab mai apna lund uske gand pe ragadne lga ……. ……Aunty abhi tak chup chap soi hui thi……Ab maine apna lund unke ched pe set.