Lisa put Andre on the bed and she was regaining herself. Lisa stepped into the bathroom to freshen up. As she stepped out, Andre had stripped and was ...ust in her panties lying on the bed. “Why don’t we continue from where we stopped?” Andre asked as she noticed Lisa was out of the bathroom. Lisa was embarrassed. Its okay Lisa. I’ve felt the same way towards you but I couldn’t make a move cuz I thought u where totally straight and by the way I’ve always noticed the way you look at me especially. Her dangling breasts shook every time I deeply thrust into her. I too was coated with sweat from my exertions, but we didn't care. The scent of her arousal mixed with the scent of oil and our sweat. The sound of her grunts combined with my moans and the rhythmic slapping sound I made against her buttocks as I fucked her faster and faster. I felt as if the inside of my cock was boiling from the friction of fucking my hot aunt. Our breathing became ragged, as did our motions as we came to the. “Yeah, spread her open. Spread her buns apart and let’s take a look at what she’s hiding down there.”And so I did, exposing the crinkled rosette of Tina’s anus. She arched her neck to stare back at me, perfectly aware of what an intimate moment this was. Here Tina lay on her belly, vulnerable and exposed, as I held open her buttocks with Marge and I both staring down into the crack to gaze at her asshole.“Tina just loves showing off her pretty little sphincter to sluts like us,” Marge said.. She was good at stopping herself from crying, she'd had enough practice. She never let 'Them' see her cry. She'd learned to be quiet. Being quiet made you almost invisible to 'Them'. A smile spreads across her face as an idea forms in her head.She stands quietly at the bottom of the stairs, listening. The argument was escalating it wouldn't be long before her name came up. It always did and then it would be 'her fault'. Everything was always her fault. Quietly and quickly, she puts on her hat,.