It could not have been a man who slept there, for the men-servants slept on the ground floor, I have seen their beds there. The night I speak of, my b...d was taken out and put into the Chinese-paper room, one of the maids who helped to move it sat on the pot and piddled; I heard the rattle, and as far as I can recollect it was the first time I noticed anything of the sort, tho I recollect well-seeing women putting on their stockings and feeling the thigh of one of them just above her knee. I was. It was during summer breake, when I was between ninnth and tentth gradde...On that long trip I remember Dadd was driving down the freeway on our way back home, while momm and I were catching some shut eyye. We stopped for a while at a truckers rest area about two hours after leavin the hotel. Momm and Dadd were busy looking for souvenirs to take to home for granpa while I headed to the restroom to releive my full bladdr after the long boring car ride. My parents both used the hotel bathroom. She took my hand and told me to follow her as we started to make our way out to the garden, where we went down to a summer house at the bottom of the garden. As we went in the summerhouse she turned to me and started to take my shirt off, I took my trousers off and found that in that short walk I had achieved another hard on, my aunt took off her blouse, undid the zipper on her skirt for it to fall to the floor and she stood there in her white bra, small tight white panties barely covering her. "Both Master," she said quietly.I pulled her tunic over her head and pulled her wet vagina to my mouth. I treated her to three climaxes with my mouth and fingers, then, laid her face down upon her bed. I still had a lust for Farah's vagina, but my slaves would suffice.The girl moaned into her bolster as I fucked her wet tunnel hard, another moan told me she had reached one more climax than her mistress; she too was exhausted.The slave girl hardly seemed to notice my manhood against her anus,.