." she started, then realized what Manny must have told their neighbor. She could correct the story but to what avail? So, she decided to simply let i... pass."We both thought it would be exciting if Manny could watch." Are you sure you're all right with this?" he asked, "you sound a little tense." Wouldn't you be?" she answered and they both shared a smile."Look, if you'd rather not..." No, I want this. I mean, we both want this." She also knew that Alexandra's directive was driving her as well. Despite the loud music, her screams of pleasure were audible and unmistakable.Soon she collapsed in the webbing of her rope prison and he expertly lowered her down and untied her.The music cut off and they skipped off the stage to disappear behind a curtain. The audience erupting in cheers and the music returned to a soft level. It was intermission.As some of the crowd bolted for the single restroom, Michael and Christina stood up and stretched.Christina was quiet as she tried to take in what. It’s very bad. It’s so wrong.”“Aunt Sadie, please…” I gasped as I shifted around to get my cock into her pussy.She laughed and squeezed the shaft, teasing her vulva while tormenting me. My aunt was on her knees, face tilted towards me.I grabbed at her waist and tried to pull her down over my cock.“It would be very naughty if I let you put this thing all the way in … But I suppose the tip would be all right.”I moaned once more when I felt the slick, slippery resistance of my aunt’s opening ease. ” I promised.From that point on my worthless life had some purpose. I held on as Maxine gun bullets peppered around us. I’d saved his life once upon a time, now and for evermore he was saving mine.***]Art swings his bucket of clean rinsing water enthusiastically and, clutching his bundle of chamois leathers, follows his father down the leafy road. His window cleaner father stops, momentarily checking his notebook, then crosses the quiet suburban street. Art follows.“A certain house down here.