She moved on the sofa opposite me and her skirt shifted slightly, did Aunty have stockings on? I couldn’t be sure but my gaze was drawn upwards.“T...ny! Look at me! Are you looking up Auntys skirt?”Again my head felt a little fuzzy but I answered clearly. “No Aunty, but you seem to be very attractive today”“Oh good boy, I knew you’d see things my way when you came here again. Are aunties legs attracting your attention, her heels maybe seem a little sexier than you remember?”Yes Aunty Honey, I. Further inspection revealed a black harness, with a peach colored dildo about 8” long inserted through a steel ring. When I pointed at that and asked laughingly, “Is that what I think it is?” She started laughing as well and said “Yes, it’s one of my favorites!” After a few seconds had passed, she looked at me and grinned and asked, “Want to try it?”I’d been wanting to try a strap-on for a LONG time, so I replied, “Hell Yes!” She laughed and pulled it out of the box and I got the pleasure of. Of course those tales were the nastiest, kinkiest stories I ever heard in my life. And from them, I had listen much stuff that it would need space or even a book or two to write them down.“So, Marge, since we are here, how about we keep our friend Victor here warmed down a litle?”“I was expecting for you to ask me that, Grace”Soon Red and Green went in front of me and started to kiss each other. Not just kiss each other, but kiss like you see in movies or magazines. An intense kiss, and their. .HURT...HURT....OH BABY FUCK IT HARD, HURT ME, I'M CUMMMIIINNNNGGGGGG Oh damn, it just don't stop, better and better......oohhhhaaarrgghhIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” and she began pushing and pulling her pussy along his cock, fucking him hard, ramming back onto his gargantuan length of meat as he just held it there. I swear it was as if she was possessed, under the spell of the intense pleasure in her body and unable to comprehend any thought because of the pleasure flooding her mind. A look of intense.