Come to dinner at eight o’clock, formally dressed.’ Romysha wore a cute little sleeveless black dress that molded her compact shape. Her hair, mak...up, jewelry and heels were the perfect accessories. She looked very attractive in athletic chic, subtly showing her healthy physique. Victor explained the program of morning exercise, healthy brunch, skills training, current events afternoons and stage practice in the evenings. He sent her to bed, indicating that they would start her program. He'd just about faint, I know."She looked at me with an openness I hadn't seen before."I've never confessed this to a guy before, to anyone. There must be something about you that got me to reveal my secrets. Maybe it was all that hard screwing. I didn't get off, but don't think it didn't have an effect on me."Now I wondered what, if anything, was next."Just one more, okay?" she said, lighting up another cigarette, obviously nervous."Could you get into a scene like that?" she suddenly asked.. I bit my tongue to keep from making a sound, but my cum spurted out into my pants. My aunt's fingers touched the growing wet spot on my Dockers. She must have been sure I was asleep as I felt her kiss the wet spot and her tongue licked over my cum soaked pants. She lapped at my cum for a few seconds and then sat up.I watched her lean on the other side of the truck and her right hand snaked under her dress. Through the slit in my eyes I watched my aunt masturbate in her corner of the truck. Her. I was so mad and I thought, well if he wants to climb out the window and can not walk independently on the toilet, I will probably now have to come to tougher sanctions, and then went into the kitchen and took care of sleeping pills, which I myself once by a doctor had been prescribed. I took it and went back into the bedroom where Thilo stood again at the stupid window. I still got a glass of water and said to him, here are 3 headache pills, so that tomorrow you will not wake up with.