I apologized immediately for my racist comment. They both laughed and said not to worry. Tim of course raised an eyebrow and asked “What’s his fet...sh about?” I once again had no filter and told him about the big black vibrators he had bought to use in the bedroom. I went on and on about how big they were and described how the one was 12” long and about 2.5” thick and as hard as he tried he couldn’t get more than 3/4 into my vagina. I even used my hands to show how long they were and how if I. Oh Veronica, you slut, I thought to myself before bending down and slipping on some pink strappy high heels then standing back and starring in the mirror again. It wasn't quite right, I thought, before tiptoeing over to my aunt's room and rummaging around in her wardrobe. At the back was a selection of wigs that she wore on special occasions. I picked out a brown side parted one and adjusted it, swinging my hips as I walked over to the full-length mirror to see how I looked.No way! I thought.. “You love this big booty? That’s because it remind you of your mamma’s fat ass?”“Does my face remind you of Nelly?” I asked her a question instead of answering the one she asked. She had to fuck me because of the auction rules, but I thought she was trying to bring up my mother to make it less pleasant for me, so that’s why I brought up her son.“Not really, you got more of a baby face then he does,” Daphne grabbed my cheeks and looked at me closely. “You both have red hair but his is more kinky. ”A slave to the tempo, it took its toll, perspiration fell onto her enlivened body. Struggling for purchase, strained muscles felt their reward. Squeezed tightly, our reflection forgotten, she whimpered and shook with every fluid lunge.“Lie down,” gruffly delivered, and she obeyed my command.Falling prone, flat as a board, I followed her. Confined by my presence, weighed down, my arm around her neck, short dogged thrusts slapped her behind. Her arm animated under her body; I bucked harder.