Ten minutes later they game out of the bathroom. Master slip a T-shirt over each of them and they went to the dining room where the other girls waited... While they enjoyed another good meal he thanked the ladies for a delicious meal. He told them that after tonight they had all had their turn to be used by him and it is time to set a schedule for each of them to have a day of their own with him. He turned to Janis and told her that Sundays are hers so they needed to decide what day of the week. I slowly brought my arms around her and embraced her. As I did, her pupils dilated even further and she kissed me hungrily this time. In that moment, we ceased to be related as Aunt and Nephew.After we came up for air our breathing was ragged as though we had been running from the Hounds of Hell. Without words, her legs now wrapped around me and her hand guiding my cock toward her pussy. I felt the tip nudge her opening and she began to slid it between her folds. Pulling with her legs she began. She remembered why she hated bars. “You don’t want the martinis here. They taste like paint-stripper,” a voice from next to her said. She shifted her body towards the deep voice and found herself looking at a young man. Nineteen, maybe twenty. But not a boy, that was certain. His eyes were clear, bright, intelligent. A beautiful suit, well cut for his athletic body. Well groomed, unlike almost every other man there. She smiled as she found herself wondering what was underneath that suit.. We chatted, became friends, until finally you confessed your feelings for me. We fell in love. Your messy blonde hair, blue-green eyes, perfect face. And you rose to the challenge when I told you my dreams of being dominated. And with that, I became your slut and you became my Master. And we couldnt be happier. Let me just say a little about me, my name is Aimee. Im 57, brunette hair that goes just past my shoulders, blue eyes and Im a little bigger than most girls but according to you, Im.