Mike had already had a big bonfire of used boxes, just to clear out some walking area, and they were beginning to see that there was a new home under ...ll the clutter.The bad part of having a three day weekend to move was that they were bone-tired when Tuesday rolled around. Tuesday was the big day around the Record-Herald, and on any given week they were busier than they wanted to be on Tuesdays. What made it worse was that Webb didn't like to screw up the normal mailing schedule, so normally,. Shit, I thought as I answered the call, my penis raging with lust. "Hey."She instantly began rattling off her agenda for the rest of the week, followed by an announcement of her shopping plans for the weekend, then I think it was some kind of intelligible gossip using some foreign language consisting of only letters. Every so often I'd give her the occasional "Uh huh" as needed. My gaze slowly drifted downward until it locked onto my hard-on as I continued imagining my last encounter with her. There is a link to Master’s office from the garage so he can keep an eye on what’s happening and I know that will make Master smile at his desk as he watches me. Being the boss in a big IT company has its advantages but it does make me wonder if other people in Master’s office ever catch a glimpse. At this point, maybe I should explain that I am a sex slave or whore and my Master Matt owns me. He has done for four years and I have a tattoo on my lower back which says ‘Master Matts Property -. "That feels sooo good, ohh suck it, suck it good. Oh my god! You're almost there! Fuck!! You're doing it! It's all in! Oh my God, Aunt Alma!!!! You're deep-throating meeee!!!"At this point I knew I couldn't hold back any longer. My entire cock was finally buried in my aunt's mouth right up to my balls which were now bouncing off her chin. I felt the welcome release starting in the centre of my being and knowing that I was about to cum, I grabbed the back of her head so that she couldn't stop. I.