She was sobbing uncontrollably by now, "raj please don't force me, please, please stop; please don't force me anymore. I'm your aunt; don't you love m...?"raj wasn't listening to his aunt; he put his mouth to hers and kissed her deeply. She tried to fight him off and turned her head but he held the kiss tight. He was now working her cunt with his hand. I watched as her hips rotated, still trying to push him away while begging him to stop. He pulled her skirt up over her hips and I could see he. They were wearing sweats and t shirts, as if they just left the gym. I could hear them talking about how Greg had really surpassed their expectations this time. Again, I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. They surrounded my wife and begun groping her tits, the short guy who was the runt of the group at 62 started fingering her pussy and talking dirty to her. It was only about a minute before my wife began to moan. I could tell the guy fingering her pussy and another sucking on her nipples was. ." you purr in reply. I run a hand down your neck, your breasts, and your stomach all the way to your thighs. I run my fingers slowly over your outside pussy lips and feel the moisture. I feel you shiver with desire as I touch you and so I pull my hand away. You sigh in disappointment as the touch you crave is taken away. I lay down next to you and you feel the heat of our bodies touching. I start kissing you again passionately, our tongues dancing together. I know you want to touch me; wrap. Russell answered, "You just forget about the polishing for today, Ricky, I want you to sing a song for me in a few minutes when we are all calm and Greta can evaluate your singing better. You see she has what they call an ear for music. She has perfect pitch recognition. She knows how each note should sound just by listening." Oh GEEZ!Brenda then said, "Mommy, can we have something to eat and drink. I'm hungry and thirsty we have been here all through lunch time."Mrs. Russell said, "Sure.