“Well, if you don’t know then get the fuck out of here, Bobby.”He turned to leave.Come on, Bobby.He closed the door instead.“I just wanted to ...heck up on you, Auntie,” he said.“Really?”“To see if you wanted to punish me again?”She looked at him for a moment.He could see more of the room and of her, sitting up, her eyes twinkling in what little light was coming into the room from the window.“Well?” she said. She laughed a little at him. Then she sniffled. “What now, Bobby?”He walked towards the. I was expecting himto start his attack on me every minute while the last cordon protectingme against the brutality my mother was gone.Burial was set on December 27th because of Christmas. There was noChristmas this year. The same day as my mother died father and I went toChristmas Eve mass to Lutheran church what was the only thing alluding tous it was Christmas. It was a festive mass and I calmed down a little butthen I heard a "Silent night"... (I always cry when I hear "Silentnight", "Nearer. I was still hard though. And they were sitting on their knees, still watching and smiling. So I just sat on my rear, spread my legs out and kept stroking it. They scooted a little closer, about a foot away from me, and began stroking my right thigh. My cock jumped at their touch, and they giggled as it did, so I grabbed it again, got up on my knees, situated myself in front of them, and let it get harder and grow more before their eyes. They just stared blankly at it as it sprung up, slowly,. Shit.” I shouted feeling my orgasm growing. we pounded harder as the rain hit harder on us. My body arched and I exploded all over his cock wave after wave. As the orgasm flew, my chest shaked and my legs tensed up. He reached underneath me grabbing my ass for support and fucking me harder when another thunder boomed loud in the sky. His cock grew stiffer on my walls. Sensing his orgasm Kalyan pulled out lifted me off the railing and turned me around swiftly in one go. Bending me over the.