The gym bag was unceremoniously pulled off my head. The thinner man aimed me into the small toilet off the office I had been sitting in all this time... I was having trouble getting my pants open when he yelled, "Hurry the fuck up."I spoke quietly. I didn't know how he was going to react. "I can't get my cock out with my hands tied." Why? Can't find it?"I am of average size so the comment less an insult than his attempt to keep me in line. I watched as a hand reached around, opened my zipper,. Slightly red-faced she draws back and a mix of saliva and precum drips from the corner of her mouth."Wet?" I ask in a half-joking fashion. She simply stares back at my eyes and takes my cock into her mouth once more. This time, in and out at a slow pace. I place my hands on her dark-brunnette hair as I throb more, before coming in her mouth. A small amount dribbles over her breasts and she swallows the rest."Now you're ready" she whispers and moves back lean on the edge of the bed with her legs. I began moving my hands up and down my body before caressing my breasts. I was about to slip my hand down to my aching sex when I heard a whisper coming from the gothic mirror. When I rose from my bed, I could faintly see my reflection in the mirror, but what I saw I could not explain with my rational mind if I tried.My reflection was beckoning me to come closer. Alarmed but curious, I slowly made my way to the mirror. As I stood in front of it, my nude reflection sat down spread eagle on the. Aunty that day was looking very dull so mom asked her “What happened Latha, u r looking so dull today?” Then aunty replied “Nothing much, feeling ill” then mom said “aiyyo, do u want to take some medicine?” then aunty with flat face” the ill feeling is not because of health” then mom laughed and said” oh poor dear I understand hahahhaa” for this aunty replayed “I know you will laugh, u have a good husband who sleeps daily with you and enjoy” for this mom jokingly said” ok then you also come.