Fir hate aunty ki kitne saalo ki pyaar jaag gayi maine aunty ko god me uthaya or room me chle maine aunty ke kapre faar diye or unke choomne lga saare...shreer par unki head se lekaar choomta chommta boos choosta hua unki choot par ponch gya or wo galiyaa dene laggi choos le chut meri bhenchod peeja sara ras iska aaj bhujaade pyaas meri aaj mai jor jor se uski chhot choosne lgga is beech wo 2 baar jhar chuki thi ab wo boht tarpane lgi chod mujhe daalde ab choot meri me lund usne mere kapre utaare. I squeaked, "Oh, I'm all sweaty! Let me have a shower first." He pulledme close and kissed me passionately telling me, "No, it's the Jacuzzifor us," then he started to undress me, stroking and kissing as he went,my protestations that I was all sweaty fell on deaf ears, soon I wasonly wearing my thong, he picked me up and carried me to the Jacuzzi andlowered me into the hot bubbling water.He undid his robe and all he was wearing was a pair of boxers, I wiggledmy thong off, held it up and said in. " I punctuated that with a kick to his probably already ruined balls, which woke him up momentarily. He screamed like a little girl and passed out again.Her look of shock and terror was priceless. Did I still love her? No. She had killed my love for her with the constant disrespect and then this last humiliation. Was I prepared to kill her? Tempted as I was, no. But right then, I didn't want her to know that."Do you understand me?" I finally asked. She was still in shock that I would say such. ..as he liked. "What can I do to please my Master today?" I had asked. "Look at me." He commanded in his deep voice. I raised my head and looked at him. We just stared at each other for a moment. My anticipation making me tremble slightly. He raised his hand and beckoned me forward. I approached him, still on my knees. My hand sliding up his pant legs as I settled in between his spread legs. His hand shot down and grasped my hand tightly in his. "Did I tell you that you could touch me?" He.