For one, what I was planning to do was actually dangerous, regardless of how many safeties I had agreed upon with my source, my contact on the inside....But the tingling crawling from my neck over my spine into my nether reaches also stemmed from a different kind of nervousness. Some part of me was actually looking forward to this - to the danger, to the taboo, to the kinkyness. Of course, at this point I was telling myself that this part of me was journalistic instinct - the hunger for a good. * * * *Sometime later, I really don't know how long, I heard a reassuring voice: "Don't worry. You'll be all right. Get some rest now."* * * *I felt a bit groggy. I could here some beeps and voices around me, but nothing distinct."...coming out of it. Looking good. Hey! She's regaining consciousness. Are you feeling okay now? You almost drowned out there."I was out cold again.* * * *"Wake up, please, wake up. I really didn't mean to do that to you, but it was the only thing I could think of."I. I couldn’t hold either of her breasts fully in my hands, so I just squeezed them and pinched her nipples between my fingers as she tweaked my own nipples. She leaned forward onto me until her weight caused me to fall back on the bed, with her never breaking the kiss. We moaned into each other mouths as we ran our hands over each other and rubbed our tits together. A while into our make out session Stephanie decided that she had enough of our pants and slid hers down her legs, along with her. Cousin: Ok thank you.Back at aunty’s home.Aunty asked, “How was your presentation, Rahul?”I replied, “It went well, aunty.”Aunty: Ok, go change and come. I will make you something to eat.I changed my self and went to the kitchen to help her.I went near her to help “Let me help you, aunty.”Aunty: Oh! thank you, rahul.Next day morning;Aunty asked, “Did you have a good sleep, Rahul?”Me: Yes! aunty. Why?Aunty said, “Well you look a bit tired.”Me: Too many studies aunty.She said, “I will give you a.