I started shaking a bit. He started moving his hand on the complete vagina. And pressed it very much. My husband was shaking his cock hard.He kept on ...ressing my vagina. And moved his hand up and down. Then, he moved his hand up and insert two fingers in it. He felt the wetness and started to stroke with 2 fingers. And his thumb on my clothes. He kept massaging. And put his left hand on my ass pressing it. He started doing it vigorously and I started moaning.He inserted three and did the same. For one thing he wanted to ask Nika questions about the topography of the terrain ahead of them, but he didn't understand her language at all. Then he had no idea as to where she was trying to take him. This plus the fact that he only had three dozen bullets left for his rifle, did scared him some. As for the food, it was almost all gone now except for half a bag of biscuits and two remaining cans of meatballs.He took her hand and he pulled her gently toward the general direction of the north. We aren't bigots like the Jones." They left - notslamming the door this time!"What about you Mrs Armstrong?" I asked gently, as she had said nothing."This must all come as a great shock to you." To my surprise MrsArmstrong guffawed with laughter. "Now don't you go making the sameassumptions everyone else does," she said. "Just because I am old now,it doesn't mean I wasn't young once. You may be surprised to hear thatback in my youth I worked for a while as a waitress in a gay club.Homosexuality. She then told me that as soon as dinner were over I would be spanked. I could not believe what she was saying. I reminded her that I was now eighteen and was way too old to be spanked. Aunt Judy simply told me that she knew that I was eighteen but that my behavior behind the wheel was childish so she was going to treat me as a child.After dinner we cleaned up and then Aunt Judy and I headed to the living room. Aunt Judy went into the dining room and brought a dining room chair into the room.