I couldn't pretend, in my own, mind that I didnt fantasize about what her bare breasts look like, how much hair there is around her pussy, or how good...it may feel to squeeze her butt with my big hands. There were a couple times when my aunt and I exchanged eye contact which lasted longer than usual. I could feel the adrenaline rush in my chest when that happened. I must emphasize that as I thought about all these things, I never thought anything would come out of it. It was just a fantasy that. But even as I thought that, the tip of the fake-cock eased inside my pussy. I rubbed my clit, horny – not just at the dirty thing I was doing to myself but the fact that my boyfriend was waiting patiently just across the hallway. The stretching continued, and I felt a deliciously satisfying feeling of being full. I rubbed my clit harder and heightened my pleasure by tugging the base of the dildo back and forth. I imagined Martin coming looking for me, finding me impaled on his new toy. I looked. " He chuckled."Second thoughts or is it the fact your wife is watching..." He turnedthe screw."Although it's too late to get some manhood back, you just licked myspunk and her pussy juice from my balls!"He was right of course I had already shown my wife what I was, somethingclicked and I ground my bum against him."Yes Master I need your cock, need it thrusting inside me, making me yourbitch..." I ground myself against him backwards and forwards feeling hiscock slide up and down my. She wanted me to jack off while she watched. I was all for that. With my left hand I held the glasses to observe her and with the right I began to beat my already hard meat. As I did so, her hand was down in the bush she had for a pussy. She was rubbing her clit as she watched me. Her fingers were going in and out of that hairy cunt. I was getting hotter and hotter. I think she was too as I jerked faster and faster. Shit! I couldn't hold it anymore. I shot a string of spunk out against the.