She is why I hated her traveling because it meant that she was not home when I wanted her to be. I hated my traveling because it took me away from her... Then to find out that I was a forgotten entity, an afterthought to her life, it killed something inside of me that I thought was strong and could withstand any adversity. To find out what I did and the way it happened, forced that love and devotion down into the deepest, darkest recesses of my psyche and suddenly without warning hatred entered. While I was pulling the clothes out, she noticed that the toys she'd ordered me to bring were also in there. ?Pull out a blindfold...the pink ones, and your leather cuffs as well and come here to me.? Once I was standing back in front of her with the items she demanded, she put down all of my clothes which were in her hands. She picked the blindfold up out of my hand and placed them around my head and over my eyes. The she took each cuff, one at a time and secured them around my wrist,. ”Then Timmy looks at me and says. “Man that was the best orgasm yet, this feels incredible, no wonder you like doing this so much, It’s so much better than I ever Imagined.”Timmy kept going at Jenny, who was beginning to tense up as her orgasm approached, and then seconds later she cried out softly and shuddered as she came. “Oh god I can feel her cumming, her pussy is contracting so hard around my cock, she gonna make me orgasm again.” Timmy says just before he drives in deep and grunts into. A finger stroked lightly along it, forcing a subdued moan from me, and letting her discover how wet I was. She crawled up the bed to lie next to me, an arm and leg thrown over me. More gentle stroking, and I was squirming for her."Well, Aunt Marie," she asked, "what would you prefer? Me leaving you alone like this the rest of the night, just teasing lightly from time to time to keep you so horny, or me playing and making you come?" Why do you want to make me come?" I prevaricated, "you do that.