Oh my!Aunty Beena was lying on her belly and was humping her dress. Her dress was lifted like a mount under her tummy and she was moving her ass right...to left on it. She was making circular motion with her fat ass. My cock was reaching its peek. She then said: khal please massage her back she was having pain. I said ok. Hmmm Now I wanted to enjoy a bit but was not sure. She said massage her on her back. I was rubbing her back and her eyes were on my bulge. She was seeing how my cock was moving. Within three more minutes I'd spilled my guts about the subterfuge and begged her for forgiveness. That girl could have had a career as an interrogator. During the confession she moved her arms until they were crossed under those beautiful braless breasts of hers, with their luscious perky nipples which, to my utter disgust, I couldn't help but glance at more than once during those three minutes or so.I already admitted to being shameless a few paragraphs ago. I still am to this day. I'm still. Although the basement is very cluttered nothing is in tall piles, so it only takes them four hours to get it all out and into the garage. Most of the items are large trunks, with some smaller trunks and a lot of old furniture items in the mix.The last task is to lift the scissor lift out again. Pat pays his friends two hundred dollars each for their time, which makes them all happy.It’s a much later night than he likes, but the job had to be done and now all of the gear is placed in secure. After Kate's leg healed we tried fucking again. It was okay, don't get me wrong, but as usual I came too early, clenching my eyes shut in a mixture of euphoria and embarrassment. Kate said nothing, just frantically frigged herself to a belated climax. Even after a long absence, it still felt unsatisfying. I had thought that as the months marched on and we got used to each other it would get better, but all that happened was that we lost the electric energy that comes with a new.