But my luck I got a chance to fuck my own aunt.While traveling to Kolar in the bus. I am a degree student and working as a part-timer in an MNC compan.... In my home, everyone had gone to a close relative marriage. But I went to work and had a plan to go for the night bus.Suddenly my dad called me and said to pick up my aunt because her husband had gone to Hyderabad for some work.It was 10.00pm my office work got over and I was out I got a call from my aunt that she is already in the majestic bus. It seemed to come from the hallway between his daughter's room and his own. George grimaced, wondering if the blond-haired woman had played hooky from school with her boyfriend, a young man he had taken an immediate dislike to. Idly, he fingered the plain steel band on his ring finger, a recent purchase from a decrepit old homeless woman. George had ignored the story she had told concerning her acquisition of the piece of jewelry, figuring she was lying anyway. He knew she needed the money and. Ahh... how can I put this? Your room, it's not as soundproof as you probably think. Just so you know." He patted my back and headed off in the direction of his bedroom.I stood there at the base of the stairs and watched my father's back as he vanished into the back of the house. My mouth hung open like a fish going for a lure. I closed it with a snap and climbed to the top floor.I took off my coat and threw it into a corner. My sweatshirt, shoes and pants followed. I peeled off my boxers, threw. Gilligan was slowly pondering his options, when the branch broke.The fall might killed him, but fortunately the other branch that the rope had been draped over did not break, and he found himself in a gentle swing right toward the threesome. Mary Ann, Ginger and the Skipper kept on fucking blissfully unaware of Gilligan's approach. The snap of the branch might have alerted them if it hadn't been drowned out by Mary Ann's lustful screams.As Gilligan swung to the bottom of the arc, he started to.