She wondered what was wrong with Sarah that she didn't want to dance with Michael. When Michael took her in his arms she forgot all about Sarah, and w...th the wine she had consumed she let herself go and melted against him as he led her around the dance floor, in the darkened ballroom. Michael was a superb dancer. Whoever taught him did a wonderful job. His lead was almost telepathic, guiding her with just a subtle pressure with a hand on her back or arm or a minor shift of his leg. She had. “Ammaaaaaaaaaaaa!” My aunt screamed and within seconds there was frantic tapping on the door. I knew that Kavitha and Savitha heard their mother’s screaming and were there to see what was going on. Both of us were in no mood to stop anyway and I let my dick remain in my aunt’s pussy for a few more seconds. I could hear a couple of chairs being dragged towards the door outside and soon I could see both Kavitha and Savitha peeping inside through the ventilator. I thought my aunt might not have. I looked into my sister’s room and there she was. She had only her bra on and her panties down by her ankles. She was fingering herself and saying my name. She was moaning and grabbing onto her sheets very tightly. I could see her hard nipples poking through her bra. She opened her eyes and saw me standing there. She turned red with embarrassment and jumped up trying to pull her pink panties up. “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean for you to see that.” She said. I told her “It’s quiet alright, I liked. Busted!The silence was shattered, along with my life as I knew it. "It's a fucking guy blowing the dude!" a blond teen exclaimed,, "Not a chick like we thought!"Humiliation would be an understatement, I wanted to flush myself down the toilet. Adding insult to injury, two more heads appeared above, obviously standing on the toilet in an effort to confirm the unfathomable plaint of their buddy.Lowering my head into my hands in shame, Kyle stooped to gather his jeans heaped at his ankles,.