Aunt Chelsea smiled and situated herself on the edge of the bed. She wiggled for a moment and flattened out her skirt over her knees to make the perfe...t little spot.“We’ll have to wait for this one,” she mentioned, putting the paddle down at her side.“Alright, Fiona, come over here,” she beckoned, making me ooze in anticipation.I walked over toward her, and unlike her quiet niece, she had no hesitation in hauling me over her thinly covered lap.“Mmm, naughty girl,” she said, stroking my backside. Up popped a site called Fictionmania -- together, they read a few erotic body-swapping stories. Mike found it a real turn on."I wonder what it would be like to be in your sexy body, Linda?" he asked, stroking her lovely breasts.Her kisses were intoxicating. "It would be sexy for us -- me in your hunky body, and you in my beautiful one. I wonder how you would like being the girl and me the man?"Boy, this talk was a real turn on, and Mike got hot and hard. He wondered what it would be like to be. Even his arousal seemed to key off her own arousal from submitting. He made her feel valued and sexy, instead of objectified.Erik slowed down, groaning in pleasure. “Okay, now I’m going to go deeper, but I’ll take it slow. Take a full breath.” He waited for her, and then carefully slid in until the head of his penis rested at the back of her mouth, just short of her gag reflex. “Now just relax and hold it there. When it feels okay, take it in just a little bit more.”After a moment, she was able. Totally disorientated, for me to take any rational steps to try to end the session just didn't enter my head, I just knelt in total submission, like a cowering coward, desperately praying that I'd do or say nothing to give her an excuse to start torturing me again.She toyed with me for a time, from her attitude and comments; it seemed she was callously amused at the sight of the cowering and obviously petrified figure grovelling at her feet. Ignoring my whimpering protests, she was playfully.