God, could Laura be more obvious. It was clear as day. She was under Aunt Mary's control. I wondered if Aunt Mary was threatening Laura. If that wasn'... the case, Laura wouldn't have been this obedient and compliant. God, what had Aunt Mary threatened Laura with? A week down in the basement? A month? A year? Or was she threatening her with the lewd tortures she administered these past few days."Aww...I promise to help her out." I pleaded my aunt deceitfully, "Please, aunt Mary, can we go. I was dumbstruck. I could see the relief and happiness in her eyes. I caught her hand and showed her through the house and my room. When we entered my room, my heart was skipping some beats. I don’t know what happened but she just hugged me there. Tears came down her cheeks, falling on my forearms.I held her tightly and we stood there for what I felt like ages. I kissed her on her cheeks and said I missed you. She came back at me with a kiss on my lips. It was a flash kiss; she smiled, giggled. My bottom was well-acquainted with the spankings intimately and knew their effectiveness in correcting poor choices. Now, I was the one in charge and I did not hesitate to give spankings even though all the girls were at least nineteen years of ageThe three girls knew they should not have tried jumping me and anally assault me in the line of amusement in the sorority house basement. This was the same basement which now made up the scariest part of the ‘fun house.’If caught, Kenzie would be. . and then settle down. My God, she was wet and sweet! I lapped at her like she provided life-itself!"Now" added my wife, "Practice your cock-sucking skills." I naturally then felt a warm mouth begin to slobber up my fuck-stick and then begin to give me a nice, albeit slightly rough, blow-job.I then heard slurping sounds, moaning, kissing and all kinds of erotic sounds while I was being treated to the time of my life. I could only imagine if my wife was kissing the one sitting on my face, or.