After some time, I came out and lifted her saree to her waist and made her hold it. Here comes the horny part.Aunt: What happened, beta? Why did you m...ke me hold it?Me: Just hold it for a second.Then I caught hold of her, lifted her, and made her sit on the kitchen platform. I could see her dark pussy, with its hair shining as the sunlight was exactly falling on that spot. I put my face forward and started licking it.Aunt: Beta, please do it slowly, I cannot bear your tongue.Without listening. One day on the trip home from school, John was “busting” for a pee, we were near the old disused coal yard and he went behind one of the old sheds, (the ground around the whole yard was thick with a layer of coal dust), I had peep round the shed and saw him peeing, he was making patterns in the dust with his pee. It was quite fun watching him wash away the dust and draw patterns with his pee. I can’t remember if it made me feel horny, but his cock, the first I had ever seen, mesmerised me,. The paint could be explained as a simple accident. He needed to act normal.“You need to go to work,” she said, looking at the man who had done such horrible things.She was leaving the room when he asked how he got home.“Nathan brought you.” she said. “He hit you with a can of paint.”“I don’t remember that part,” he said, looking angry.“Do you remember the rest?” she asked, stepping closer to him.He looked at her innocently. “I told that nigger woman to leave my son alone,” he said. “He didn’t. She says youre driving. Ok I said. Where to. I plugged it into my gps again as I was pretty sure they would be busy on the ride home. They were as they repeated the trip to the airport on the way to their house. I found the clicker and pulled into the house, mansion really, just as they were finishing up. This time had taken a bit longer and I think Frank was not going to be up to fucking her tonight. Guessed I would just have to do it for him. He jumped out and grabbed their bags and went.