Placing her hands on my chest she takes me deeper and deeper, soon I feel as though I am knocking on her hot young g-spot and the moans grow louder. T...e braid is now dangling in front of my mouth...grabbing it I start really tugging and hard. "Oh yeah baby oh yeah that's gonna put me in orbit..keep doing that". And I do. Soon we reach the PNR (point of no return) as her pace quickened my swollen cock is ready to burst. Reaching behind me she cupped my balls and squeezed them gently. I leaned. She used to wake up late at night and used to get scared at night. She called up my mother and asked if Ammu could stay here at night as our house was nearby. Mom agreed and I started going to my aunt’s place at night and come back after evening. Days passed and I knew she was unsatisfied. I too started having feelings towards her and masturbate thinking of her most of the time. But I was afraid and waiting for the right moment. I use to stare at her juicy lips and sexy boobs. One night I saw. "What is my punishment going to be, Daddy?" she asked as she began to calm down. "Hmm.." I pretended to ponder. "Well, mom has been in charge of punishment for so long, I don't even remember what to do. I can't ground you, because then Mom would know you were in trouble. Same for taking any of your gadgets away..." She sighed. "I remember when I did used to punish you girls, a good old-fashioned spanking always worked." I teased. She giggled. "Daddy! You can't spank me, I'm too old. Her teeth chattered and her feet almost felt numb by the time they made it to the area where they usually did ritual. Jane didn't even seem to notice it was cold, even though she was as naked as Cindy. Oddly enough, once inside the Garden, it seemed to get warmer. A lot warmer. In fact, it no longer felt like the dead of winter, but a spring night.They didn't walk very far before someone appeared in front of them. This whole situation felt very, very strange, and that strangeness didn't abate.