Greg had changed into casual clothes, but Emily was wearing the same kind of thing she always did; a blouse, navy blue this time, a black skirt and bl...ck nylons. I raked her over with my eyes, remembering the scene in my room, and then in the kitchen. I remembered the depraved look in her eyes as I fucked her.I sat there with a full-blown erection, long since having got over the sense that she wasn’t my type. I wanted to own her, to get her to do anything I wanted. Not that I was fooling. Now there's a thought, I would enjoy that, she'd make a good sex slave, and I could... "Oh look, it's growing again, I wish I'd known years ago that dressing you up would do this to you, I only touched it for a second and it's huge. Would you lie on the bed please, what am I saying GET ON THE BED FACE DOWN NOW. How was that dear? I'm improving aren't I?" Improving, she scared the shit out of me, I leapt onto the bed and lay still. Dianne spread my legs and tied my ankles to the corners of the. “before that, i want to drink your juice, aunt”. “give me your warm and take”, she lay on the bed spreading her legs. I was on her in 69, she sucked my lund and i slurped her pussy. She gave a nice blow job, enjoying my tonguing; even bit my pennies in her joy.“wow, aunt you look gorgeous with out bush”. “even you too, umi, let us not waste time”. She kissed me and guided my hand to her boobs. I massaged and licked the cherry on top of the mango, while she pushed and pulled my dick. I came down. I felt him pull his hand from my stretched pussy and felt my juices dribble down my legs, pushing him back and straddling him, sliding down on to his sizeable cock and riding him frantically, for fear someone may come looking for us.I thought I heard footsteps behind me but was too into fucking this man to care. I felt someone behind me and then felt hands on my ass. I turned to see Mr Hubby his hands on my ass and fingering my hole. ‘May I’ he said.I smiled and nodded and felt him slide a.