" I thought it fitting," I said as I sat down in a chair that was next tothe bed. "You have always been there for me throughout my life, I shouldbe he...e for you..." I couldn't bring myself to finish the statement.My Aunt placed her hand on top of mine. "It'll be okay. Grandpa and AuntCatherine and Paul are all waiting for me." Let them wait just a little while longer," I managed to say. "I won'tkeep you long."My aunt patted my hand softly. "It seems that for the longest time lifehas conspired. But that much later.Just recently Sara, my daughter, came out to see me and I saw how much she looked liked my sister. We sat and talked the whole day long, but what was disturbing was the small tank top and short shorts she wore. I could almost believe that she didn't wear undies, as I could see her nipples which seemed hard all the time. This also didn't leave me enough room in my shorts for my cock, which was raging hard. I tried to think of everything else to deflate this aroused feel, but. And tears rolled down my cheeks with the tremendous pain…. . now Babu started fucking me hard with all his might…. he was moving in and out of me with maximum amplitude with tremendous energy…..I could see him moaning“aaaaah , Mohsin teri gand ke samne kisi ladki ki choot bhi kuch nahin”I was whining….moaning…. shouting loudly with pain… at the same time weeping with pain… .Babu strengthened his grip and fucked me at least for about half an hour ….. after which I experienced some hot discharge. The same parts of the brain are stimulated when either is introduced to us. Heart rate and blood flow increase, the same chemicals are released, our tolerance to pain is temporarily increased by those chemicals," I explained. "How can they not be opposites, one is pleasurable, the other is not? And why do we need an increased tolerance to pain when we are feeling pleasure?" Zoe asked a bit miffed at what I had explained. "Activities designed to induce an orgasm, aren’t always tender and gentle,.