Aur aunty let gayi aur bhi pant shirt utar ke let gaya , ac ke thandi hawa se mujhe thand lag rahi thi aur hum log light off kar ke chup chap lete the... i was expecting itna hone ke baad aunty mujhe kuch to response dengi lekin unke tarah se kuch respone nahi aa raha tha aur mere sabr ka band tut raha tha to meine dheere se aunty ke kamar pe haath rakh diya aur unse normally baat karne laga, aunty ne jab mere haath ko nazarandaz karke baat kar rahi thi, to mein samaj gaya unki haa hai aur bina. .hey she was my niece...but she demanded more... very quickly.“Oh get it happening” she demanded of me...between her slowly building murmurs of bodily delight.I was prodding and probing with the glass neck of the bottle in her puckered pink small crack. Her wrinkled anus indenting and flexing out with the bottle’s neck. It was like the frickin bottle was designed exactly to fit her petite arsehole. There was Pip with a couple of bottles in her holes. Her mum working her slutty cunt while I was. Initially I didn’t had any such feelings for her, but after her husband left the next day her child slips from the stairs and get fainted, as i was at room only studying it happened in front of me and I along with his mother rushed to the nearby hospital. And they took him into the emergency room. As she was scared as hell she suddenly hugged me and started crying. Initially I was taken by surprise and felt little bit awkward but then I put 1 hand on her back and 1 hand on her hand and started. Maybe they weren't all bad after all.I looked at Denise while she slouched in the chair fast asleep. I was lying in a bed with rails up on both sides."Denise," I said, "Hey Denise."She just slept."Hey Denise," I said even louder, but she continued to snore softly."DENISE!"Her eyes flew open and it took her a second to realize where she was, then she looked at me and smiled.I found this to be strange, as Denise rarely smiled at me, and normally if she did, it was because she was about to tease.