Nothing seemed to work. I couldn’t walk. I didn’t know how to fly. I just drifted there seeing the light.I was keeping time by counting my heartbe...ts. Somewhere around a thousand I lost track. How long is a thousand heartbeats?Assuming I had a heart rate of around seventy beats per minute, I’d knock out a thousand pumps of my heart every fifteen minutes. I could still do math.After the third thousand, I realized that being a human clock was a tedious thing.I shut down and slept.The light was. Main: are aunty aaj aap bhut sexy lag rahi ho , aur etni sexy aurat ki jawani ka maza kaun nahi lena chaega … Sonia: hat pagle , waise do dinse chudi nahi hun mere rajja chut to meri bhi bhut garam hai ..Main soniya ki chuchiyan masalte hue , uski gaand mein apna lund ragad raha tha phir dhere seuski saari upar ki aur uski gori tango pe haath fhiraane laga , aur fhir thoda upar kiya to dekha usne panty nahi pehni thi , mujhse raha nahi gaya.. maine sonia ji ko wahi table pe bathe ko kaha , wo. ...yes....the little button....right...palm it in small circles...a little faster.....right." Her whispers were as pressed as my breath was and her moans drove me crazy."Now down.....put your finger into me....there, exactly.....oh, you are doing great...deeper...now push it in and out the whole lenght....right, yes, yes, yes.....oh my god, it's great!"Suddenly I felt her pussy tightening and her moans became louder, her voice was still a whisper but overturning and shrill. Her breath came in. On the third day evening (the day before they scheduled to return), we all sat down for a family dinner. My aunt started the conversation “the 3 days have gone very fast visiting functions, you didn’t get a chance enjoy your break and visiting places, why don’t you stay few more days”, Vasanthy’s father replied “sorry we had to go as I have an important appointment day after tomorrow”. My aunt did not give up and asked, “Ok let uncle go, aunty and Vasanthy can stay for few more days?” Please.