I asked her why she was so nervous. She didn’t answer. I was more encouraged with her ‘no reply’ response. Then I pressed her more close to me n...my hand encompassed her at her breast area n my left hand touched her breast over the t shirt. She never opposed this to me.This was a tacit consent of her to carry on. I understood what she was wanting at that time. Though, reluctant at that time but more stimulated with her condition. This was more prompting for me when she put her head on my thighs. I started undoing the button and let down the zipper. I began to stroke him through his boxers. His breathing began to quicken and he was kissing me deeper than before. I pulled his penis out of his boxers and grasped just his skin. He released my mouth and moaned out loud. He closed his eyes and I continued to stroke him but increased my pace. He grabbed my mouth with his and began to kiss me with greater force. He was so sexy at that moment that I couldn’t help but take control. I rolled him. Apni aunty ke muh se phadne ki shabd sun Rahul romanchit ho utha. Uske lund ne jhatka maar diya. Kavita jaan gayi ki Rahul ko uske muh se ayse shabd ache lag rahe the.Rahul: Kya phadunga aunty bataona.Kavita uske lund ke muh se nikalti boond ke gole ko apni jeeb ki nok se chaatti hui boli: Shhhh… chup aur mujhe bhi chup rahne do ab.Kavita apni honto ko kholi aur Rahul ke lund ko apne muh mein le li.Rahul: Ahhhh… ab jakar mila maza.Kavita apne sar ko upar neeche karti hui Rahul ke lund ko apne. I answered him politely but could detect chillinessin my voice.? Actually I just wantedto go, leave him and go back to my own sorrow. Sometimes it is somasochistically nice just to feel sorrow for oneself, especially when nobodyelse does it. But I stayed of an inscrutablereason. - Elintalked about you and that your boyfriend had broke up with you and so. I felt anger rising inme. Where had she got the right to give out my private-life? I felt so exposedby her. Hell, I trusted her! I hadn?t.