I was busy breathing the smell of my aunt, feeling her sexiness. I licked her neck and sought her lips kissing her deeply. My left hands removed the p...llu and squeeze her erotic spongy breast. Her nipple rose out of the blouse and I felt the hardness on my palm. Her hard nipple made my arousal all the more strong. The right hand was fondling her pussy through the saree. Her expression was changing due to my caressing and patting of her cunt. My cock was throbbing hardly in her hand. We were. .too many days with my fingers in my wetness...crying out with the heights of passion my fantasies took me to. Now I am here, in the middle of my own fantasy, the one I created just for myself...you an always willing participant. God I love that...you walk in the door and you are mine. Fuck, that is so hot.I am driving into your ass, skewering you against the mirror, pulling your hips back against me, biting the back of your neck...feeling wild...deliciously wild. Harder, I thrust into. I'll tell you about a couple of things that stick out in my mind, (I giggled again then) as I've said I just love being naked and would often strip off my school clothes just as soon as I got home. I just love to dance too so in my room I would dance naked to the latest music. Well this day I was slowly getting naked, I had just got down to my knickers and crop top when my favourite dance tune came on the radio. All my thoughts were now on the music and moving my body to its beat. My older. She met them at the hotel lobby and all four of them walked to the room. She walked like a queen being followed by her faithful subjects. She was excited and could feel the wetness between her legs and hardness of her nipples. They tingled with anticipation for attention they were about to receive. As any royalty her demeanor was cool and restrained when inside she was like a Mountain Vesuvius hot, simmering on a verge of explosion. They reached the room. Leaving her subjects behind she went.