He sighed. If they were at the house, he wouldn't have to do a thing. More than several very willing someone's would have been more than happy to help...him with it. As it was, he'd just have to deal with it himself.So the fashion show continued while Harry slowly stroked his cock. The women were taking bets which outfit would cause him to 'pop', and it was Carol who won with her bet on Margo's new bustier, panties, and boots outfit. All three items were made from beautifully dyed red leather,. Vanessa moaned with pleasure.“You like that don’t you? You’re such a good little slut!” He growled. Uncle Steve grabbed Vanessa’s long hair, and wrapped his fingers in it. He pulled her head back. Her face kinda twisted with pleasure and pain. “That’s my girl,” he purred. With a handful of hair. “Take all of that cock” he ordered. Slamming into her pussy with forceful blows.“Yes! Fuck me, fuck me harder!” Vanessa moaned.I could tell Vanessa was on the verge of another orgasm. She began to tense. I felt a stab when I saw the three letters I'd sent her from jail. She hadn't even opened them! I wondered why she'd even bothered to keep them. Even knowing it had been her fault I'd been convicted I was still in love with her at first.The sight of my unopened letters confirmed my intentions. I pocketed the dusty letters. It wouldn't do for them to be discovered in the next few days. As I turned to leave the room my eye fell on a pair of her panties next to the laundry basket. I couldn't. Willingly, I accepted his gesture and we kissed each other. Slowly and passionately, our kiss prolonged for some time, till Aditya didn’t even realise when he slept in my arms.Down on the floor mat, we rested for some time. Then, I withdrew myself from down under his body and got up. Adjusted the pillow underneath his head. Tied my hair bun and I directly headed towards the bedroom. Quickly had the shower in the adjacent bathroom, had a nice bath and came out. Opened the wardrobe and took out.