I frantically tried Padma aunty to wake up, who was dozing on sofa peacefully with happy glaze on her face; legs still spread wide, right hand lying at her bushy cunt. "Well young boys like you love to boast, isn't it?" Aunty widened her thighs and touched her small dick like Dana. My mind wondered about her thin body, her boobs, buttocks, cunt and her wildness matching Padma aunty or perhaps more. "Let's go to the massage room ...my cat, Pussy owns this sofa.." Padma aunty left my dick, patted my left thigh, and smiled extending her hand. I loved the way Padma aunty was trying to learn about what we boys used to do in ruins while getting my fingers work on her hot dripping cunt.