But still I started to remove her sari. I had to unhook the pin that was clipped on her Blouse shoulder. I did it. My aunt was already horny and I sta...rted to remove her saree. I had to un-pin the second pin from her abdomen and I let my hand inside her saree. She started to moan slightly. Mmmm.And then I slowly removed her rest of the saree. I went to remove the blouse. One by one and now my tool started to grow hard and hard buy the situation. I am used to wear track pant a swim shorts at home. Then I'd got an invitation to a private party with free entrance. It was toogood to turn down. I knew she wasn't keen, but I was sure I could persuadeTracy if only I tried hard enough, and long enough. So one final huge effortand then she agreed, and here I was, in the car, Tracy beside me, and in justa few moments I would realise my dream. Even now, Tracy wasn't as enthusiastic as I was, as you can tell from herlanguage, but at least she'd agreed to accompany me. This was important becauseI. She let out a shrill whistle as she stared at my sword. "Wow, honey! You got a hum-dinger! I can see why the girls want to nail you."I decided it was time to go on the offensive. With both hands I grabbed her blouse and yanked, sending buttons flying everywhere. In a single quick motion, I hoisted her stretchy bra over mammoth-sized hooters.She seemed startled but quickly laughed, "Oh, so you want to see mine too, huh? Okay, here it is," and she pushed her stretch pants and panties down in one. But I let her lead me.We come to a steep slope. It is too steep for me as I am now, I stop. But she urges me on, lifting her feet, and I see there are like stepping stones before me. I begin to climb the stepping stones with her. After I climb two or three I feel very weak and sick, but she urges me on and I gather such strength as is in me and continue. We come to the end of the stepping stones at a place that is again level.Where am I? I turn to look and see a sight that I cannot believe.It.