My hands were still lovingly enjoying the curves of her body as they glided randomly over her waist, hips, and thighs. Her wetness increased proportio...ally with the tempo of her movements as she continued riding her newly found private stallion of sexual entertainment. Little by little she was sitting more and more upright as her moans and gasps transformed into an angelic song that was a prelude to her orgasm. Her gyrating body held my cock firmly within the heat of her desire as the hot glaze. So i started to my native place in bus. It was a long journey more than 9 hours. I boarded the bus and slept for some time. I reached my hometown. My aunty welcomed me. She is in her early 50s or late 40s, i am not exactly sure. I am seeing after 4 or 5 years. So she asked about my studies life and all, we had a very good and lengthy discussion. Her breasts r huge and hot. I noticed it while talking. As i used to get horny by seeing any girl i got horny after seeing her as well. I masturbated. I am 44, 5’8”, 210lbs; a pretty average white guy but I have very nice muscular legs and butt though it seems a toss up which men recall more, my muscled lower body or my long hair.This happened on random days/times during my trip. I was pretty hooked on the whole openness of the place by now and had seen the inside of every place on the property now. I had had more escapades in the pool and video room though. On one particular visit to the video area on a Thursday night, there were just a. Claudia too shut her eyes, imagining the cool caress of the waves upon her flesh.When she awoke abruptly it was to see a wide-eyed Carlo staring at her in the lamplight.He looked frightened.“I get up to go pee. I hear musica…piano. Piano antico.“Cembalo.”“Ah si, la cembalo.”“Musica, certo?”“Si, certo.”Claudia smiled and after thinking a moment, told him he must have been dreaming.“No, I hear it loud.”Claudia ran her fingers through his hair then swung her legs onto the cool floor. Her insides.