I forced her into the living room and threw her down on her couch. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked, looking like she was on the verge...of tears. “Shut the fuck up, and take off your clothes,” I told her with a slap across the face. She reluctantly obeyed me. As she did I opened up my duffel bag and first toot out the duck tape. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up. I tapped her arms behind her back. “Please, don’t hurt me,” she begged.“Oh, I’m going to hurt you plenty,”. Not that I want to, but come on, it is her mouth. How does she do that?I’m not sure how much more of this I can take. I almost came when I was sucking on Aunt Beth’s swollen titties over half an hour ago. Should I tell her when I’m about to cum or should I just pull out? I’ll play it by ear.Beth starts pushing her mouth hard onto my cock. Her lips are spread out and look like a suction machine. My cock slides deep into her throat as she looks up at me with those eyes that say, “So, what do you. Or maine kae baar apna mu ko hilaya to maa kay boobs be hiltay . Maa ne bra nahi pahna hua tha jis se un kay boobs ki garme or softness feel kar raha tha . Mujhai aik ajeeb sa sakoon mil raha tha . Or maine apni zubaan bahir nikaal li thi or maa ki qumeez ka oper se zubaan pairne lag para or aik baar mare zubaan ko maa ka right nipple feel hua to main araam se oper se chosne laga quke nipple kafie motta tha or lumba tha or qumeez loose thi es se mera lips main aa ga . Edhar maa ne jaldi se apni. I like your ideas, but what I really like about you is, you have such a good head for business ... Plus you can think of an answer before I can fully describe the problem.”I laughed at her and she laughed too, then I told her, “Lucia, all I know how to do is try to think of the next step we’re about to take. Then, I can start planning for it, before we trip over something we didn’t see in front of us.”“I want to learn to do that the way you do.”“You already do. You were the one who planned this.