Now, let me clean you up. Give me your hand!” I commanded. I started licking his fingers, then the back of his palm where his sperm ran in a small r...ver. Then I went on my knees, put my head between his thighs and started smelling his skin. It was a powerful scent of musky sweat and cum. I started licking his balls, one at a time till they were squeaky clean. His cock was still holding up, I know young guys can shoot and still have it up unlike guys in their 40s like me. I ran my tongue along. It had a matching floorlength robe and fluffy bedroom mulesto go with it. Looking in the mirror almost made me buckle at theknees, for looking back at me was an absolute dream of overtlysexualized femininity. I could easily have featured in a Frederick'sof Hollywood lingerie catalogue. When aunty hugged me she whispered,"I bet you'd love to show yourself off to some handsome mannow,darling." Yes aunty," I meekly replied. "Let's make some pretty pictures then,"she then said whilst ushering me to. Now coming to the story, I live in a colony and she is present in my floor’s corridor most of the time so we used to steal looks at each other most of the time, once what happened was I was not wearing any undies, and as I was walking around the corner we collided and my dick got erect. We smiled and she noticed and she gave me a naughty look and that was it after a few days, on a Wednesday I decided to skip college that day I had no one had home, as I was watching TV in the drawing room and I. I guess I understood though, it must be hard for women like her who are less busty to be around women like me. Not that Sondra was flat-chested, far from it. Next to my girls though, hers were pretty unimpressive."Bondage? What's the point? Why would being tied up do it for you?" I said."Don't knock it until you've tried it. Being tied up can be really hot, even if you're alone. It makes it easy to fantasize that you're helpless and out of control. Like somebody could do whatever sexy thing to.