My phone beeped.Hurray, it was her message. She told me to go to aunty’s house and keep the gate open. I was getting late for college, but I was exc...ted, so I did. I went into the home and kept the gate and the main door open. I heard her scooter getting started, and she left.I was a little confused, but I waited. In two minutes, she drove inside the gate. She never used to wear a scarf on her face, but when she came back, she was wearing it. She quickly came inside and stood behind the door.. " Thiscomment caught the attention of my colleague Karen who said "amensister!" Karen was constantly sending me mixed flirtations at work with not-so-innocent accidental touching mixed with her comments "I really like youngthin boys", "I think your hair is pretty," and "you have pretty eyes fora man." These strange comments were not the usual kinds of flirtations aman would expect from an interested woman. Recently, Rose talked me into stepping into a pair of size nine women'spumps saying I. Although they have been there for two weeks they id put up any curtains in their bedroom for the first few days and I was traeted to some fabulous sights.I first noticed the action on a sunny morning at about 8am. The sun was shining straight into their bedroom and it lit it up so that I could see everything that was going on. At first I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I noticed Mr walking around the bedroom with a nice hard on and I wondered why. I did not have to wait for long for the. I grabbed his tightly wrapped balls and began to spank them with my dick. He gasped everytime I hit them. I knew it probably hurt him but I didn't really give a shit. This bitch was mine for whatever I wanted to do to him. I gave his hairy asshole a few hard slaps with my cok and spanked his ass cheeks with my hands. Every now and then I'd reach down and give his balls a firm squeeze just to hear the pain in his voice. I was enjoying this shit. I was deffinately in charge. I put on the latex.