Like most modern Japanese Niomi was familiar with western customs and in such cultures she would have had every right to slap her drunken son, but Nio...i had been raised traditionally and women were expected to be subservient to men even when the man was obviously in the wrong. Although Arora had never actually struck her, his obnoxious drunken binges had resulted in verbal abuse which Niomi had suffered in silence. She now worried even more about Hyota since his sullen silence made it obvious. . Ahhhh … esne mujhe pareshan kiya hai …. Ahhhh … kha jao. … ahhhh maine unki chut ko karib 45 minute tak chata es dauran wo do war jhad chki thi phir unhone mere lund pakadke hilane lagi aur muhmain leke chusne lagi kya chusrahit thi maano jaise lolipop milgaya mujhe bhi maza anela mene unke gale tak apna lund daldiya kya blow job derahi thi maza agaya phir main unki muh majn apna paani chod diya.Phir hum dono ek dusre ko kis karne lage aur mere lund salami dene lagai ab maine unko ghodi. I didn't want any publicity. My life was nearly perfect. Publicity, media attention, and any form of notoriety could mess it up completely. Jack would say it wasn't safe, and Rebecca would probably take Millicent Jane and disappear from my life, if something like that came to pass.Of course my former enemies, in both bodies, would love nothing better than to kill me and my family, so publicity is not high on my list of activities.The whole thing had no upside, and I was sorry that I wanted to. Then, as I got to about the middle of the room my aunt walked in, completely nude, drying her hair with a towel after just getting out of the shower. I was embarrassed and surprised, and my cock instantly became erect. Instead of trying to hide herself, she just smiled at me. As she towel-dried her hair her tits shook vigorously. Her nipples were hard and they stuck out from her soft, milk- filled melons. She removed the towel from her head and let her wet hair flow down her back.She dried off.