Let yourself go...” panted Glenda, when she could break her mouth free for a moment.“Hhhhhaaa... aaaaahhhh... hhhhhhhaaaaaaa...” Julia began to ...asp.“Come... come... come then...”“Hhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaa... hhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa...”Julia threshed violently, thighs clamping and unclamping, as she spent herself in an uninhabited climax. Her arms remained clasped around Glenda throughout, her mouth never ceased to kiss.The delight glowed on Glenda’s face. This girl was really something. Hers. She. She looked jaw-dropping. She had a dark blue saree on and her hair tied in a bun. Her waist and hip were well exposed and looked ridiculously sexy. Dipti Aunty always hugged us. But this time, it felt like she lingered. It felt a little different. I didn’t think much of it and went on in.She seemed to be in good spirits, by which I mean she was already a little tipsy. A few minutes after we reached, she remembered she’d left some food and chasers downstairs in the apartment. She asked if I. "Oh better, much better Auntie Zil, really fantastic!" In what way then?" Well for one thing, there was no cloud of damned flies chasing us!"Tom laughed and ducked as Zil's hand shot out taking a swing at him."You just wait till I get my hands on you again you little bastard!" "I hope you're damn well pleased with yourself Zil!" Anne shouted, as she burst into her sister bedroom."How could you do it? And don't try and deny it, because I've seen you fuck too many men to know that look on your. ." Huh?" I still didn't get it."Doll yourself up, silly," my wife said. "Give yourself a sexy makeover.You want a taste of cock, get the look of a cocksucking sissy slut andhe's bound to go for it."Now I was beginning to see what she was driving at. A couple of days ago,the whole thought would have sickened me but I was a different man now andI was in a very different family situation. Now, I was only too willing tobe manipulated by my sexy wife and studly son to do whatever they wantedand I.