You bring it in to the living room on a tray that you set down on the table in front of the sofa. We sit and talk, sip our coffee. My eyes roam over y...u, taking in your attractive figure, your hair, your eyes, your smile. Our fingers never stop touching, playing with each other.We were sharing that place, two students trying to stretch their pitiful bank accounts by sharing everything. For two years we went nonstop. We each put in relentless effort, never looking up from our studies, falling. Then she gyrated her hips to curl upwards pressing against her hands. Her right hand focused on her clit, her left hand was obviously lower, at her opening. She moved like this for a few thrusts. Then I saw her head tilt to her shoulder as her grinding and rubbing quickened.From our fun yesterday, I knew her breathing would quicken and then stop when she was close. She was still breathing heavy but I noticed her pausing between each breath. She was getting close, her orgasm starting to build.. Perhaps this is purely natural. and more over any male could not resist himself after finding such a beautiful lady like you on his bed side.Immediately Aunty blushed at me with astonishment. Perhaps she was not expecting such a sentence from me.Aunty- Shankar, at this age you have perhaps learnt a lot about male-female affair. From where you have learned this ?Myself- (I remained silent for a while and was thinking whether I’ve committed any blunder ?)Aunty-So my child has grown up.By saying. "She stuck her tongue out at him. "Well now you know!"They started to splash water on one another. She began to laugh and so did he. Christine couldn't remember ever having a more wonderful time. It might have been the essence of youth or the fact that she felt her heart fluttering every time she was around her brother."Why do you have to go so far away Joey?" She asked him as she stopped and floated in the water.He shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I just like New York. I needed to get away.