‘Of course you can, dear.’ Shilpa aunty replied. Knowing full well what Mrs. Sharma meant. Slowly, the stranger moved her small hand onto my belt ...uckle. She had the longest nails I had ever seen. They were painted a deep purple and matched the shiny gloss on her narrow. I was still speechless as she began to undo my trouser zipper. Shilpa aunty was switching her gaze back and forth between Mrs. Sharma and me. I could tell from the look on Shilpa aunt’s eyes that she was excited. At last, Mrs.. Nervously, I agreed and slipped under her blanket and she wiggled into a rather comfortable spooning position. My arm under the pillow that we now shared and the other over her almost bare waistline. I breathed out and smiled then as it occurred to me that I was spooning my cousin and roomie, I feel my cock getting hard and if she is conscious at all she has to feel it against her ass. After some time, I drifted off to sleep and during the night we moved a little and I raised my hand to her. Ghar par main or kala hi rah gae.hamne karib 10baje tak rat ko tv dekha phir apne apne kamre main sone chale gaye. 15-20 min ke bad kala vahi nighty pahne hue mere kamre main aai or kaha ki main bhi esi kamre main soungi. Maine kaha ki yahan to ek hi charpai hani tum kasse so sakti ho . to usne kaha ki main dusri tarf sir karke so jaungi. Uske jid karne par maine han kardi or who wahin let gai. Thodi der tak to vo sithi pair pasar kar soti rahi bad main usne ghutnu ko more liya. Ab kala ki. When they did arrive, Jane and Tracy pulled up in Jane's boat and the other two walked, each carrying a shoulder bag. Terry could also see a cooler in the other boat and knew he was in for a long day. The two girls got into his boat and Jane directed him to take them to the "secret spot" he had found at the old camp. Terry proceeded down the lake followed by Jane and Tracy in the other boat. When they arrived, Terry tied up the boats in a hidden cove and then .