She moved slowly but I rubbed her pussy faster. I whispered to her, “Aunt Payal, I want your pussy. I am hungry and want to eat your pussy or breakf...st.”She moaned little louder and ground my dick faster. She turned around and kissed me passionately. She rubbed my dick and kissed all over my face.She said, “We can’t do this now. We will do it later,” and then bit my ears playfully. I let her go. She took the oil and went to the Pooja room. I also went to the room and watched her sitting calmly. The email stated that the author was a young woman in her mid-20s who was very interested in anything sexually adventurous, and was particularly interested in hypnosis and neural programming language. She asked if he was a killer or stalker and asked him to provide more information about how this might happen. He quickly responded that he was not a stalker or killer and asked to see her picture while providing one of himself, which he hoped would not drive her away too fast. She responded. When do we all meet? I asked. The secretary said as we are a bit busy this week we will request you and Prema bhabhi to plan and we can discuss the same on weekends. Prema bhabhi said I think your place will be better as you have a laptop and we can script the entire function on the computer. Those days my family had gone to native place to attend a cousin wedding as I was working in sales I could not get holidays due to the diwali season approaching.Next day the bell rang at 7.30 pm after I. What else was there for me to do? On the weekends, I helped with Sam's subjects in math and business. Other than that, things were the same; no sex and tired all the time, but I knew that I could see a faint light at the end of the tunnel. Little did I know that that light was the damn train that derailed my life, rather than the end of the tunnel.Things progressed well, or maybe not so well, but we got through the days; and I slept the nights next to my wife. Then Sam's birthday came up on the.