I grabbed my phone, and saw the message from Cookie.“Where is aunt Cookie’s picture, young man?”I sent her the picture that I’d taken after I ...ame with Mom, and then the one I took after blowing my load to Mom fucking Cookie with that strapon.“Two? Such a good boy,” she responded. Not long after, she sent another message that read, “I’m going to call you soon, while your mom is in the shower. Kisses to my favorite nephew.”It was about fifteen minutes later when my phone rang. “Morning, aunt. Tak chushta raha aur 2fingers ab aram se andar bahar ho rahi thi phir mene mami ki tange shoulder pe li aur chuth pe land rakha aur halke se press kia land ka top enter ho gaya mene apne lips mami ke lips pe rakh diye aur jor jor se smooching karne laga mami mere back pe hath ghuma rahi thi aur smooching ka mazzaa le rahi thi phir mene ek jatka jor se lagaya iss bar aadha land mami ki chuth me tha mami ki eyes fati ki fati reh gayi mene derr na karte huve ek aur jor se jatka lagaya iss bar mera. Later that evening as I was falling asleep I could not stop thinking about it. Was Sally more than just her assistant at work? Was Sally her sex slave? I pulled my thong off and slipped my long middle finger deep into my pussy. I came hard as I pictured Sally tied spread eagle to a four poster bed and Helen standing next to her with a whip?telling her that she had been bad. Telling her that a good hard spanking?may not be?enough. Helen pulled long ropes down from the ceiling and with? clips. Her eyes went to his crotch imagining how big his cock might be compared to what Abby had told them.“Hi Craig,” she beamed, lowering her driver’s window as he leaned to talk to her.“Hi Karen sure is a hot one out today!” he remarked of the thirty-two Celsius humid temperature. She knew he was looking down her top at her revealing breasts and short hem of her mini skirt.“You can sit in the backseat if you like. I have the air conditioning on to feel cooler.”“That’s okay, I don’t mind.