It’s as if she was doing this for me. I so did not want to try something smart with her, so I tried telling her that her panties were revealed, but ...or some reason, I couldn't open my mouth, or move my arms. I tried, & tried & tried, but I couldn't move, & the weirdest part was, that it almost felt, as if I had no control over my actions. All of a sudden, I start turning my head in the direction of her panties, & started to stare directly into her crotch. I could tell that she was still picking. . There's a pleasant burning sensation... from splitting me." And?" A... a dull, sweet kind of pain," she said after a moment.He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked it, and she twisted her neck to turn and look at him. Her tongue lolled out, and she was having some trouble breathing. John took this in and decided to ignore it, and worked his hips, driving his cock in and out of her ravaged asshole.Slowly he took his cock out of her ass. He rubbed her behind with his hand, and asked, "How's. Anal sex used to be a big turn on for me until Irealized my new position. Now it made bile rush up into my throat atwhat Auntie was suggesting I would be doing.I was surprised when right after the supper dishes were cleaned, Auntietook me to my room. I was used to taking a night time bubble bath butthis was earlier than normal and more embarrassing. The first thingshe made me do was take a cleansing douche. Not once but three times;then, after the bath squirt lubricant up my anus. Back in. Finally consenting, I followed her. I have to say now that I am glad I did as she asked. The horror that might have befallen us all still makes me shiver. After a few hours, several of the readers came out even paler than they usually were. They asked me to confirm all I had told them. Afterward, they all shook, looking at me as if I was a god or savior. What the hell? the oldest reader thought to me. I thought to all of them. I guess my determination convinced them, for they all left.