My speculation was that my future physical form was in a state of dormancy unable to age in a normal process. That I was in a sort of “frozen” sta...e in the future and my time in the past was of no consequence to my future form unless I encountered a danger that might bring the entire episode to a bloody and permanent end no matter where I actually happened to be. Only a safe return to the future would allow me have the satisfaction of “double dipping” in the time stream. I would be able to take. Over 8 inches were thrust down my throat, my nose pressing into his skin, I ejected my fangs, the needle tips piercing the sensitive area of flesh. He pushed me further onto him, if it was possible, his blood running down my throat, my thirst bursting to life, I sucked hard wanting to draw his blood from him, he moaned as he came down my throat, salt mixed with blood satisfying both my cravings. Determined to milk every last drop from him, I ran my fingers down his length, squeezing every last. My uncle would be busy with the business. My aunt would also go with him to help him out with the business, as he needed people he could trust while he was busy or something. My aunt still would come back during lunch on the pretext of having lunch and we would have a session. This was the usual way. My elder cousin, Neenu, was staying at my grandparent’s place, which was nearby. My younger cousin, Meenu, was busy with 12th, always at some tuition or other.On that day, my aunt came home around. Than mainne usko kis kiya and uske boobs ko bhi kis kiya. Ab mai usko aur dard dene wala tha isliye usko thoda relax diya and now maine apne lund ko thoda bahar nikal ke ek bahot hi zor se dhakka mara ki wo aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh ker ke behosh hone lagi, tabhi maine uske hothon ko choosna shuru ker diya and us hosh me aa gai and rone lagi ki dard ho raha hai. Maine uski taraf dekha and kaha ki is dard ki wajah se ab tum zindgi bhar mujhe yaad rakhogi. Phir maine thode dheere dheere apne.