She was an accomplished cocksucker with compliments from celebrities that generally kept their personal business hidden from the general public. Her m...ther knew she kept a record of her “mistakes” in the closet with a collection of rubbers that listed the participants and the date and location for a failing memory at a later date. A number of the males on the list were far above her station in society and were a testament to the superiority of her oral and anal skills.In person, she was both. What you are telling is Platonic , but this is quite Freudian in nature my dear.How come you explain that too?Me : (after a deep inhale) Yes mistress. I am a Platonic lover.My submission comes from the mind.And this… She: Pardon for the interruption.But you want to get pegged in your arse and you are saying that you’re Platonic. Isn’t it coinciding my dear?Me : No mistress.As if I submit myself fully to you with passion from both sides.It will explain all. But seriously I am confused now. I. She was asleep on her back, on top of the covers, wearing only her pink panties. Her auburn hair was loose, her face was turned away from the door, and her legs were comfortably spread. I moved a bit closer to the bed, and began to stroke my rock hard penis as I watched her sleep. I wanted to cum on her thighs and panty, but decided against it. At that moment, a dog began barking, and my aunt awoke before I could move. Her look if surprise immediately went away as she said, "Oh Hon...do you. Will you please cure me?" she begged."Yes, yes, of course. Easy enough to do but Max just isn't experienced enough yet." He replied as he walked to a hutch and picked up his pendulum. He proceeded to place her under a trance and ordered her to ignore him and Max's conversation until he said her name."What does she mean, you couldn't do it? Did you get her into a trance? Once there any command is easy." He asked Max."It means she was never told not to fear spiders. Two friends, or so I thought,.