Her expressions changed as aunt needed my dick badly.I increased teasing her more by rubbing my erect dick all over her pussy and ass. Her hands were ...eld tightly. Neelam aunt tried to move her ass down and gulp my dick in her cunt. But I was stern this time. She used her teeth to show her anger. But her anger was making me more excited.I was loving every bit of her helplessness. Aunt was just like a fish without water. She would use her other hand to slap me. But I held her other hand too and. On closing the door the mail man didn’t protest I gave his bonus to the other guy but rather said, “Kash har ghar aur Diwali me humeh aise hi kharchi mile” (I wish that every home and Diwali I get similar bonus) and put some open cash note in my skirt elastic and put my crop top up and kissed my breasts and fondled them.On closing the door the mail man didn’t protest I gave his bonus to the other guy but rather said, “Kash har ghar aur Diwali me humeh aise hi kharchi mile” (I wish that every. She enjoyed this as he remained beautifully erect and eventually he advised her that it was most unlikely that he would cum as he saved his daily lot for his wife with whom he had just had sex that morning. However he was enjoying her manipulation and her conversation. They chatted for about an hour before Barb returned to our lounge and told me of her adventure. He too had enjoyed stroking her pussy and especially her very engorged clit at which he was amazed. They planned a repeat the next. Hanging on my closet door is my costume, which is sure to ignite the wrath of The Welcome Wagon all over again. It’s a dominatrix outfit…black leather corset with garters, short leather skirt, fishnet stockings and spiked heeled boots, plus a riding crop and some chains as accessories. My plan is to make some eyes pop, some temperatures rise, and some appendages harden. The plan has taken a bit of preparation, but I’m ready, and I’m very excited. The best part of taking revenge on the Welcome.