I came back to my room but the whole incident was very exciting one for me. Was my sexy looking mature aunt Kavita having an affair with a married man...named Mathur? Her smiling face started moving in front of me. I had a big hard on in my pant that was asking me to go and fuck her. Soon I lost my resistance and went to her home again. She was still alone there. She was still wearing the sari that was badly colored by Mathur. In that sari she was looking fantastic. I had a feeling she was not. Whether it was the thoughts of her, or my morning need, I had an intense orgasm. I leaned back against the cold porcelain tank of the toilet and tried to get my breathing under control. The made-up images of my daughter that I had conjured up in my mind receded slowly back to the shadowy depths of my fevered brain where they had come forth to excite me. ‘Whew!’ I thought to myself, ‘That was good!’ My shorts were down around my ankles and I had pulled my tee shirt up. My hand still idly. Yep, the little slut really gets off on it.John turned to Deepti, Now slave, you are to do whatever Anand tells you. You are his slave for today, and there will be no more hesitations. Understood? Deepti nervously nodded her head up and down in response.Good. Because, even the slightest hesitation will lead to extreme punishment. Don’t let me down slave. And with that John backed away to a corner of the room out of the light where Deepti couldn’t see him. It was now just her and Anand. A Master. ‘Come on, let’s go choose our rooms!’ Gabriella said to the other girls before swiftly leaving. ‘Shit’ I thought, maybe she did hear what I said. Gabriella was the one person I did not want to annoy this weekend, having had a crush on her for a few years now and having high hopes that this weekend just might bring us closer together. I had just finished unpacking my belongings and was sitting on the end up the bed when Gabriella came in wearing a bikini which I guessed may have been a size too.