Your eyes were fixed on my waistline like every day.’She slid her pallo to her right to expose her creamy deep navel. Wow, she had a sexy navel. My ...outh watered checking that sight. ‘Fuck me, Sam, before I change my mind,’ she winked.I went to her and started fingering her navel. I blew some air into that oval love hole. I removed her pallo, making that sexy beauty in her blouse and petticoat. I got hold of her hips and pinched them. Then again went back to her navel and started kissing it.Her. I can think of worse ways to kill time while I'm waiting to be summonedto the president's office and my potential death.Chapter 60I AM KISSING DIRK AND he is kissing me back as best he can. He's tieddown, a big pile of restrained muscle, smelling of musk and manliness,hairy as a bear, his face still handsome but now with a stronger,squarer jaw and a bit more bone on his brow. He's like a sexy cavemanwho would have made commercials for loin clothes and hunting spears.I don't know who I am any. And it was true, I needed his dick in my so bad I was aching with desire. I felt butterflies in my stomach because I knew what I was doing was wrong but I didn’t care, it only added to the excitement that my aunt was on her way home from work at that very moment.He began working his dick into my extremely tight pussy, after all this was only the third time I had been fucked. I could feel every detail of his dick inside me, the large mushroomhead of his cock.. searching for my cervix, trying to. She heard his footsteps down the hall. She waddled back to her spot in front of the sofa. John walked back in the office. He swung the fishing pole in air, a deceptively soft swoosh filled the room. Allyson saw the pole. Her eyes grew wide in terror. She knew what a pole like that could do. She’d been caned before when a child. She jumped from her spot on the floor, and ran to a corner of the room, ‘John! No!’ John walked slowly, almost casually to the corner where she was crouched. He smiled,.