”“But...”“No argument! Now go! I need to guard this panel so no one turns the stairs to a ramp again!”“Yes Sir!”He turned and stomped up...the stairs. Only after I heard the metal door slam I went to my knees. I was in a short corridor, with some sort of conveyor belt on the left hand side, it was not active. It disappeared after a few meters through a square opening with a slated roll gate closing that opening, next to it a metal door. The door was rusty and had dirty glass panels in the upper. We all hugged, but I did not kneel down this time. Mom was busy chatting with her sister but she would wince in pain every so often. Aunt Marsha asked about it and offered to give mom an Alka-Seltzer and go lie on her bed.Mom protested but Aunt Marsha insisted, and said, “Danny and I can keep ourselves busy while you fend off this headache Sis. Go take a nap.”So as mom went to lie down Aunt Marsha and I chit chatted about school, about whether or not I was going to go to college, how big I’ve. After all the buttons were released I was told to stand and remove her blouse gently and then fold it placing it on the desk to her side. "You will treat all my clothing as treasure." I did. "Sit! You little vixen" she ordered. As i sat, Becca turned to her right and cocked her left hip at me presenting the zipper to her straight skirt. My fingers again barely grazed the fabric as I lowered the slide feeling each click of the brass teeth as they released. I looked up at her when I reached the. She was so excited that she urged me to start sucking her boobs. I take time to arouse her completely when she starts pining for my dick. I was biting her shoulders and started kissing her lips. Our tongues were entwined together in the kiss while I pressed her boob with my hand and other hand moving on her back. I slowly removed the strap of her lingerie and started sucking her right nipple. She was making hissing sounds and behaving as if drunk.I soon started biting her nipples, which she.