A few rubs was enough. The throbbing tentacle let out a burst of cum. It was like a tap being turned on. It sprayed everywhere on her front from her m...ist crotch all the way up her shirt to her face. A stream of white warm cum. She tried to turn away to avoid the spray. It splattered her cheek. The tentacles under her shorts had had enough teasing time. The two that slithered up each leg spread apart widely tearing the shorts in half up the double white stripe seams. Her panties, now soaked. As we had moved out of the house, there was no furniture at home. There were only a couple of pillows and two large charpayees. I unrolled the charpayee and placed the pillow at the head. I then began licking my aunt on her neck and began pressing her boobs. She said ‘ahhh…yes da…missed this a lot.’I slowly pulled her pallu down and removed her blouse. She was wearing nice black bra, which came off in a jiffy. I could see her luscious boobs staring at me.I began rolling my fingers over her. A woman who had been like a sister to him. She was probably the only true friend that he had ever had. They had grown up together practically as neighbors. His mom and her mom were the best of friends. Now his mom had probably watched as he snapped in an instant of anger, and just killed her. There was no taking that back. He could not give Michele back her life, just as he could not give his mom back hers. That was it, ‘Game Over’ with no more continues, and it was his fault. He recovered. In one second I shove the ring gag inside. A second later, it is fastened around her head and she is trying desperately to scream for help, but all that came out is “Helk!” It feels wonderful to be in control. I can understand her actions now, but I won’t forgive them until she knows what being on the other side of the gun barrel feels like.Ignoring her pleas, I grab two metallic clamps joined by a chain and attach them to her nipples. Then I grab some thin string, tie it to her clit, and tie.