How you can kiss your Shilpa aunty as your uncle does? It’s a sin. Its incest. Ohhhhhhh. If I were not your Shilpa aunty. Please go away or else som...thing bad may happen. Shilpa aunty said with her eyes full of tears. I let go of her and ran to my room. My head was spinning and my cock was hard, I masturbated thinking of Shilpa aunty and slept. In the night I heard my Shilpa aunty crying and felt bad about it. But then I heard something else too, I heard moans from my Shilpa aunties room and. As the evening was young, Karen was still dressed in her bright red, strapless leather dress, which she had slipped over her tiny bikini and heels. I was wearing my black leather jeans, matching leather shirt, and biker boots. Their home was lovely, quaint, and comfortable feeling. We all sat on the living room floor, with the stereo playing softly in the background, as Frank got us all drinks. Get to know each other conversation ensued, and our commonality of interests was even more. My pantyhose were the backless kind and this made Frank very happy.After several minutes of kissing Frank, pinching my nipples and having him explore my ass, I dropped to my knees. His cock was so hard, i swallowed it immediately. Frank's hands squeezed my nipples i could not control myself. I squealed and moaned and made love to his cock with my mouth. Frank began fucking my mouth for several minutes. i guided him to the bed and showed him where the lube was at. while he was getting it I layed. I knew it was going to be a fun night because as soon as we arrived Darlene handed the car keys to Tina and then we proceeded to party down. The predictable happened and neither Darlene nor me was in any condition to drive home. When the party broke up at three in the morning Darlene and I stumbled up to the spare bedroom and crashed. At around five-thirty Darlene got up to go to the bathroom and maybe ten minutes later she came back and woke me up.She held a finger to her lips and then.