We reached home. That day uncle came early.He was there by the time we reached. Aunty didn’t say a word and went in to her home. I wished uncle and ...ent up to my room. I brought some food and ate. I was mad with the sudden change in the behavior of Nisha aunty. This time I cannot escape by saying sorry. I was actually very tensed. Because, I didn’t want to leave her. I wanted her very badly. But I did not understand what to do. I lied down on the bed and started thinking. After haIf an hour, i. I assumed it would end just above, or just below her knees. A plain white bra, and what we used to call "granny panties" as underwear. I hadn't noticed this before, as she was not allowed to wear clothes in the house, of course. And so I have never had to look up her dress to see her panties.She stood there looking ashamed at her wardrobe of the day."Adrian, my love. Do not be ashamed in front of me or anyone else. This is all your parents buy you, so you wear what you have. I have some. She put a hand up her skirt and into her panties and frigged herself to an orgasm, seconds before he came in her mouth, telling her to show him the load before she swallowed it! After he left she kept the door open, and blew another four guys before heading home. She changed back into her conservative clothes in her car and cleaned her face up, before she got home. She noticed Mark's car in the driveway and was excited to see what he was up to! She logged into her server and clicked on the feed. Where was it going? Between my legs? Or… My fingers brushed against the morning wood. It was both soft and hard at the same time. Interesting. And hot. Some instinct grabbed hold of me and I had to clamp my thighs together to prevent me from doing something… Oh god, I wanted that. I wanted that in a way I’d never wanted anything before. Something happened in the dream. The giant redwood jerked in my light grip and muscles drove the wood right up. Hard. It speared through my circled fist..