In the dim light coming from the window, I could make it out it was my own Mandhira aunty.I was about to say something but my senses told me to be qui...et and to see what was going to happen next. So still pretending that I was sleeping. I was watching my aunt’s movement opening my eyelids a bit to watch what my Aunt was about to do next. My flaccid cock was exposed and Mandhira aunty was staring at it.She slowly brought her hands down to my cock and caressed it with her soft hands and looked at. He'd already thought of that. Uncle Harry had the duty that evening and had assured Ingmar that he could run the radio recordings and attend to the post-broadcast listening periods without missing too much of the meeting.You can imagine how much we all talked about that upcoming meeting, over the next three days and nights. Everybody was interested. Lots of ideas were tossed around, too, I can tell you. Folks are a lot more interested in government, when they have the feeling that their vote. It hadnot been my mountain sense, ability or skill that had save my neck, butlady luck herself first by surviving the fall and then for sendingsomeone to find me before I froze to death.I was dammed lucky to be alive.In my dreams I had relived over and over again the heart stoppingmoment when the snow collapsed beneath my feet. The sensation ofspinning completely out of control at the mercy of avalanche seemed tohave branded into my memory."I got avalanched," I said hoarsely. "And I owe you my. Wo toh kabse wait kar rahi hai iss raat ka”.Hearing this I was taken aback and my legs started shivering. But after some minutes, I got aroused and decided to stay there to see my mom gangbanged by my uncles and dad!After about 10-15 minutes, I heard the opening of the main door and much to my surprise, I saw my mom moving towards my dad’s room. She entered and locked the door from inside. Seeing her Sunil said, “Lo aa gayi hamari pyari saali sahiba” and my mom said, “Aana toh tha hi, how can I.