I sucked them in, savoring them, not wanting to let them go. Marsha walked by. "Got sauce on your fingers?" she asked. "Ah....Yea," I stammered. "It i... good barbecue," she said. "Th...Thanks." I looked to you. "Here, take this plate to the table. I'm not moving from behind this grill." You grinned, "Oh, why not?" Suddenly, you and the plate were gone, disappearing back to the crowded table. "This barbecue better end quickly," I thought, "I'm hard as a rock." I could hardly eat my food. You sat. But eventually, she set me a challenge. Seduce me, she typed.So I wrote her a story. And this is what happened.I booked into Prestonfield House, a very beautiful, and wildly expensive hotel in Edinburgh, and made sure that not only had they put a bottle of chilled champagne on ice in the room, but I'd paid them to get their florist, Maxwell Flowers, to make a beautiful arrangement of flowers in the room too. The blooms were perfect, just emerging, and their scent filled the suite with their. With that he turned around and bent at the waist reaching back with both hands to pull his massive ass cheeks apart.“This is where a sissy kisses his Master” he informed me. “Now make out with me for a while, we still have a little time till wifey gets home”.I shuddered with revulsion but leaned in and began to kiss and lick around Master’s sweaty hole. I licked up and down his crack just the way I knew he liked it then began swirling my tongue around the star of his anus.“Show me you love me”. It was just before midnight when I entered and went over to Lisa side of the bed. Standing there stroking my cock thinking of how well I fucked my Aunt just did something in me, not sure what but I needed to have some more time with her. So I slowly brush my dick over her face remembering her sucking this dick just a few hours ago, when her cell phone busied with the letter Bro on the screen. She grabs my dick and answers the cell at the same time. Laying there she starts sucking my cock. As.