I tell you that you are not allowed to cover yourself up, and that you will be punished for every time you try. I ask if you understand and you nod th...t you do. I slap your arse again, hard this time, which as you still have your legs spread makes you lose your balance, falling to your hands and knees. I tell you that if I ask you a question I want a spoken answer, not a nod of the head. Again you nod your head rather than answer, and I let out a long sigh and tell you to take off your. That’s when I would grind my cock into her throat and make fists with her soft blonde hair trying to enjoy her in every way for as long as I could.Tears were streaming down Patti’s face as I pushed my cock into her throat for the last time. I held her head tight and let it explode, sending six or seven spurts of cum down into her stomach. The first spurt made her flinch, having never felt that sensation before…and I didn’t want to warn her. I wanted her to be surprised. That was part of my. I turned toward her expecting a kiss. Instead, she said in a soft husky voice, “This is what you have done to your Aunt, you naughty boy!” She moved my hand up to her crotch.As I had surmised, there were no panties, nor a thong, all I felt was bare bald pussy and a wet slit. She continued, “If I had to sit down, after that last dance, I’d have a very telling wet spot on my tush when I arose. We were too public to have that happen. As it is, now that I am sitting, this gown will need a trip to. It really did look like Andrew was abusing Amber. However, his explanation of what was going on told a completely different story. Having heard his story, the whole scene looked like it was Amber directing it. For the short time she had known Amber, the blond had never acted like Andrew had treated her badly.Finally, she said, "You were both living out two sides of the same fantasy." That's right." I guess I can understand that. I don't think I could let anyone fuck my face like that.