I was completely lost in my own world that I never thought of the vibration being loud enough to be heard in the hallway. I must have been in a trance...because I never even heard my door open.All I heard was, "Are you fucking kidding me?" and I looked up to find my Aunt standing at the door with the smaller Christine straining to look over and around her shoulder. I froze in shock. I think they were too. I was laying on my back on the bed facing the door with nothing covering my lower body and. She pushed me back quickly, pushing her panties down raising one foot at a time stepping out of them, leaving them laying on the driveway. Then reaching down pushing my pants down around my knees, running her hands up the inside of my thighs before gripping my cock pulling me between her opened legs. She leaned in laying her forehead on my shoulder, staring down at my cock, getting closer and closer to her wet pussy.I could smell her sex, feel her body trembling, hear her breathing grow quick. She began to play the rusty trombone.Between the ass licking and the handjob, I felt really good. I tugged on my nipples, sending more electric shocks across my body. After a few more minutes of that, I got the familiar feeling in my taint that told me I was about to cum. From her position behind me, my wife, apparently, could tell, as well, because, before I could think, she spun me around, and buried my cock balls-deep in her throat. Her grabbing my ass cheeks to try to pull me in even deeper. I said, "Do you think that you can look at his picture?" Yes, Mistress. I think that I can do that."When I took out his picture, she started to shake again, but got herself under control. "Yes, that's him. I'll never forget his face." His name in Barrington. Do you remember the man who tied us up several months ago?" Yes, Mistress." They look very much alike, don't they?" Yes, Mistress. At first I thought that it WAS him. But then I realized that it wasn't. I was still frightened though." You.