Michael. Michael. Darling, darling Michael who wooed and praised and laughed at her all along…silly, foolish, weak woman. No. She was strong. He did...’t know it, but she was strong now, and he would know it soon enough. His hands were clawing at her, tiny, curled fists, fingers digging into her arms. She does not feel the pain. A trickle of blood seeps out of her skin from under his nails. His struggles get fiercer. His kicking legs send water spraying everywhere, his heaving body sends it. I go up and my aunt is in her room she does have a robe on, she says sit down we have to talk.she told me that her and my uncle are getting divorced, im like does he know?!nope she says its just they have drifted apart and have not had sex in 4 yearsand were always fighting. so she had enough she showed he moved out and everything. i was like ok, then my aunt says babe me and you can have all the sex we want now and with that my aunt took off her robe and there stood her beautiful naked body. . For the next twenty minutes she just asked me extremely personal questions and if I was feeling nervous she would brush her feet my face. It was like I was hypnotized by her feet. I was so fucking hard and needed to cum.she knew I would last must longer."Take your pants off and lie down," she said.I just did it still trapped in a trance by her feet. She started to remove her sandals and said,"I want to explore some of your fetishes."She stared to rub my throbbing erection with her feet. I let. Brad had come home and was in his easy chair reading the letter. She peeked around the corner and watched as stunned and steaming mad Brad put down the letter, yet she could see a big hardon in his pants. Silvia ran in the living room and crawled onto Brads lap. She felt his big hardon. She instantly got so horny, her pussy was full of hot, wet feelings. He stared at the wall, frozen in place. His face was red as the anger was boiling inside of him. His mind thought of all the ways he could.