Widowed Muslim Aunt and I try BDSM

I remember after aunty bathed me it was nearly 9 in the evening. I realized I had my exam early in the morning tomorrow so I wanted to get back home and do some last-minute preparations. The shower had refreshed me and the intense physical efforts of the day had made me hungry. I had wrapped a towel around my waist and waited for my body to get dry before I could wear my shorts and Tee again. Soon, Aunt Sheen came to the dinner table where I sat watching TV, waiting for her to have her shower.

Dressed in only a long, loose blue-colored Tee shirt Aunt Sheen had served dinner quickly and we ate and discussed the events of the day. She was practically blushing as she confessed the best and better moments. I heard in amazement as she described in detail every single thing that she had especially loved.

However, she had a last surprise in store for me.

After dinner was over I wore my clothes and was about to step out of the main door to her apartment when Aunt Sheen said she had arranged for us to go to Pune at the end of next week. She quickly told me how Dee’s college vacations were finally starting and we could do with a change of scenery.

My summer vacations were going to start immediately after my last exam tomorrow. So when aunty told me that she would tell my folks she wanted to take me to bring back Dee from Pune I was excited immediately.

I was feeling aroused and grinned to myself when my mind whirred with the possibilities of such a trip.

That is when Aunt Sheen, I and Dee had a week full of fun in Pune, without the fear of anyone recognizing us at all. But that’s a story for another time.

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