As part ofit, she had me grow my hair and learn to do some make-up. I enjoyedthese games, and was equally happy to shave my legs and arms everycouple...of days as she instructed, to increase the credibility of themake-believe. But she also had me rub some cream over my body and overmy beard to prevent hair growth. Apparently it was another experimentalformulation, but it was just as effective as the cream that hadaccelerated the healing of my piercings, and after ten days she told meI could. Now.” Pulling out, he spins Kris around, trapping her against the wall. Bracing her hands, she pushes back, aching to feel his cock. Taking his cock, he rubs in between her ass cheeks, letting her know what is coming. With fingers wet from her juices, he rubs her ass, slipping one finger into her hole. Judging her to be ready, he slides the head of his cock between her ass cheeks and into her. With slow, shallow thrusts, he stretches her, feeling his cock sinking deeper each time. Finally. “Oh Kevin, all men do it; us girls do it too you know. Does your girlfriend keep her hair brush beside her bed?” I nodded. “Does it have a nice smooth handle like this one?” She held up her brush. I nodded again. Aunty slid the handle into her body. “Well Lovey it probably keeps her happy at night time, but it won't be as good as your stiffy.” I left her and sneaked to my room. The next day Aunty and I tried not to catch each other’s glances, but everybody else seemed the worst for the night. ..”Click. “Too late, darling,” she breathed into the silence of the warm evening.She wriggled back onto the dinner table, her damp yoga pants leaving a trail of perspiration, and pushed the small intercom inside the front of her pants. Its small speaker was touching her clit as she switched it back on.“Bel? Belinda, are you there?”She loved her life with James especially on days like these. His deep voice was sending thrills through her body. She felt like a Princess, adored by the only guy.