“Sit down in the bath Mark!” my aunt commanded. “I’ll get back to you. Come on Richard!” she ordered. “It’s time for you to be in bed.�... She led my wide-eyed cousin away. When she returned she told me to stand and place my hands upon her shoulders. She then massaged my cock with warm soapy water hoping to soften the tightly stretched foreskin. I must have thought I was in paradise as my body tensed and my back arched. Suddenly I had an almighty orgasm the intensity of which I have never. Somehow my ass took him completely inside of me. I felt so full like I needed to push it out of me but he kept pushing deeper inside of my sissy hole. I squealed in a high pitch I never knew was possible from me. He continued to make out with me and our tounges danced in each others mouths. He lifted me off the bed with one hand cupping my ass and pulled me up against him like i weighed nothing.. He Rode me like a horse in perfect stride. My legs instinctivly wrapped around him. He increased. His words were "imagine your heroinetimes ten." While I didn't have to worry about overdose, I did have toworry about becoming so out of it that I didn't get seman inside me whenI needed it and then I would die. I was to avoid sexual contact withwomen, it would "make matters worse for me." Third, he said that itdidn't matter if I ate food or drank water. I would get what I neededfrom the cum, although it might gain me a little time to ingest someenergy source, in his words it was 'a miniscule. " No, it's okay," she gave me a brave smile. "It's my one regret, not having more children. Do you have regrets, Mr. Michaels?" Regrets? Of course I do." What would you give to make up for them?"I thought back. "Almost anything, I suppose." Me too." Mrs. Jameson opened the door to the basement and motioned me to descend the stairs. "They're down there." Excellent. Thank you." Have fun and ... I apologize." Mrs. Jameson said, shutting the heavy steel door behind me followed by what sounded like.