Then I looked at the way she moved her hips as she sauntered to a table close at hand. Her? Our? Story in poetical prose of rhythmic stanzas that will...curl a girl’s toes. No rings she donned, “I’m a free woman” her song, As she crossed her long shapely legs, And looked at me impishly one table away, I safely went back to my book and read. I felt young eyes staring at me, With self proclaimed liberty, The phantom raising a glass of wine, To make a toast only it can find, So her eyes burned in. If I liked wearing them I could keep them, if not I could throw them away, no harm done. What did I have to lose? I quickly went upstairs and stripped off, was I slightly excited? I had butterflies for sure but it could of just been nerves as I was doing something so different and unexpected. I stared into the mirror, totally naked with only my nipple bar and tattoos on show. I had never developed much body hair, I used to get teased at school for being so smooth. I also looked at my face and. If you’re me or Bonnie, you can try arguing until you’re blue in the face, but you won’t get anywhere. If you’re Estelle, you can yell at him, but he’ll just walk away and do what he said he was going to do.Okay, he’s not totally unreasonable. If you can present a good enough rationale there have been a small number of times when he’s gone away and thought about it and then come back and announced that he’d changed his mind. That doesn’t happen very often though. But it does mean that if you. I stood on the floor and held her left bum with my left hand and with my right hand held my dick which was shining with her pussy juice and guided the tip to her dripping cunt hole…..wooow…it was so tight feeling while sliding in her cunt…..she was moaning…’aaahhh….aaammm…yeesss…you are so thight….bang me…haaard’ and she was equally pushing her bum to meet my ramming cock…finally with a loud moan she came and with excitement of fucking my lovely aunt, I also came with the same time…we were.