Our close family and friends attended this party.But to my disappointment, Nandini and her husband, Navin, couldn’t make it. My disappointment gradu...lly turned into anger. The word ‘bastard’ had always been at the back of my mind. Was that the reason my whore aunty hadn’t come to visit us in all these years?If that was the case, she needed to be taught a lesson. Especially after she gave me a glimpse of those cute funbags on her chest the last time, she was here and never returned to show me. I just didn't know yet how I was going to slip away to my favorite soapy massage parlor without Lauren knowing where and what I was doing.Back up in the room I told Lauren, "There is great street food out at Victory Monument that is not far from here. I thought we could walk down and get something to eat there, and you can get a little taste of the city also." That sounds great!" Lauren replied with that youthful excitement. "I'm going to take a quick shower to completely wash off the. Ann gasped, "of course not. I don't know the first thing about airplanes."Bob took her hand and pulled her out of her seat, "Come on. Landings and takeoffs are hard but it's not hard keeping it on the straight and level. Come on and try it. It'll give you something to hold over Brenda's head."They walked to the front of the airplane. Bob explained that Ann would like to learn how to fly the plane and the pilot smiled and got out of his seat. He pushed Ann toward the seat and she resisted. With his lips hard against mine, I felt his hand sliding slowly down my body. It came up underneath my shirt and began rubbing my breast. My nipples had already become hard with excitement as he began lightly twisting them between his fingers. Shortly after, his other hand began to run down my curves, passed my half missing shirt and down to my thighs. He began to rub the insides of my bare thighs which sent me into a fit of desire. I wasn't expecting this. One by one his fingers found their.