He finished undressing and lay back and slowly started stroking his now hard cock.With shaky hands I undressed and got on the bed beside him he took m... hand and placed it on his stiff cock, it so hard yet soft to the touch. I slid my tongue over the head and across the piss slit, I was hooked. I started taking more and more of it into my mouth till I started gagging. I contimued sucking his thick veiny cock taking as much as I could in stroking and rubbing his balls. I could tell by the amount. No idea where that came from, either, but I kept my head turned away and Harry stepped back. I turned back to watch him walk over to the pile of stuff in the corner and select a whisk. I don't mean a kitchen whisk, either. I mean a big honking horsetail whisk.Now, I've been whipped before. It can be fun. Have you ever tried it? No? Um, OK, sorry. I know we're talking about me, not you.The loosening I'd felt earlier turned into lassitude when Harry came over with the whisk. I knew what was. Well, it was sore."What's the problem, now?" Dave asked."The problem is that I'm not a pro." I said, massaging my sore cock and wincing."He's right, Amber. Go easy, will you?" Sorry," she muttered not looking a bit repentant."Take it again from where Amber unzips him." Dave said."You'll have to put it away, first," Amber said.Good God, she speaks, too.Morag came bustling up with some sort of picture and pushed and pulled us around until she had us arranged the way she wanted. I assumed it was a. , but, why you are looking on my legs..? You are a naughty boy.” For that I just smiled and said nothing. She again laughed and continued the work. After all her household work, she went to take bath.By all these time, I was thinking how to approach her.I did know that it was a rare chance and we would be alone there till evening. But I could not understand her mind, although she behaves very freely with me. Aunty came back with wearing a rose colored night gown. She looked very sexy in that.