"I don't know. A hit and run motor-cyclist. She's got a number of broken bones and was brought in unconscious. I don't know any more than that." OK, M...m, I'll be there as soon as I can. See you." Damn!" he thought. "I would be duty beak. I've got to find someone to take tea and prep." He ran down to Common Room and found Harry Everet and Bob Ramsey there."My sister's been knocked down by a motor bike and has been badly hurt. Would one of you guys take over as duty beak? I must go and see her.". As she crawled out of the bathroom with her shorts and panties around her ankles I could see a hint of moisture dripping from her pussy. The smell of sex filling my nose. “Oh what a kinky little bitch you really are, Aunt Val.” I thought to myself. I sat on the edge of the bed and ordered her to get over my lap. Doing as she was told, I now had my aunt in the most wonderful position. “You will count each stroke and thank me for it. Should you forget either one of those two things at any time. Phillip was expertly rubbing her and she grasped her breasts in their leather case. She fumbled to tug them free so she could pinch the hard nipples that were rubbing the leather. Her cries were getting louder, and she bit her lips to keep from crying out loud enough to alert the other people of what they were doing. “O god,” she whispered with a shudder. Phillip grasped her neck with his teeth and gently bit her as she exploded, riding his hand. “Oh, oh, oh,” she came in shudders that left her. I stepped forward but everything seem to be in slow motion. My breathing all of a sudden slowed down to the speed of my heart rate which must have been no more then 1 beat a minute. The smell of the silk and the satin around me surrounded by some beautiful women made me very uncomfortable underneath my jeans and I had to do something about it immediately or it would be too obvious. What other reason would a grown up man in his mid 30’s have when he decides to walk into La Senza ? Well, I had a.