Cinima start ayyendi. Kontha sepatiki kalyani chinnamma naa thodala payena cheye vesindi.neenu cinima chusthune unna. Thodanu press chesindi. Appudu n...aku emi jaruguthunnadi artham ayyendi. Mellaga sulli payena chethitho vathadam start chesindi. Appatiki naa modda leechi drayar lo addam ga padukonna paamu la busakoduthu unnadi. Thanu buttuns thesi cheyeni looniki poonenchi modda nu pattukoni mellaga nalapadam start chesini. Naaku naa sareram aduputhappi kallu edama chesanu.thanu trawger nu. Passing her love of dance to thenever ending wave of girls that came through her studio was what kepther heart full.Our house was always filled with girls. Our home in the suburbs hadits own studio with tall ceilings and mirrors just like you would findin the finest studios down town.. When ever my mom was teaching I wastold to find something to do. My sister always had something to do.She was my mother's star pupil. She tried not to play favorites butshe loved my sisters love of dance. I. Grandma asked me not to tell anything to you."I looked at my grandpa. He was sitting silently eyeing my beautiful mother; no, should I say his beautiful daughter. I am not a reader of thoughts, but at that instant, I could feel the lust in his eyes. I looked at his crotch; the front of his was bulging in unusual proportions, clearly indicating what was happening in his mind. Although, I was feeling a bit tired after my long fucking session with mom, still, my flaccid cock again felt a pang of. I looked for the clothes I was going to wear in my backpack and when I found everything my aunt was back in the restroom. This time she was putting lotion on her skin. I was in the living room when I dropped my towel to get dressed. I grabbed my pair of cotton boxers and put them on. I then put on my pair of shorts and then my shirt. I was going into the restroom to leave the towel in there when I saw my aunt rubbing lotion on her breasts. She still had everything on, she was just going.