"No," I smile back at him grateful at his levity. "I pledged myself to him. I know it was crazy but I felt, underneath all of his actions Vashe' did n...t want to be doing what he was doing. He was trapped. A good man made to be cruel. He hated himself. I could feel all those things. I could not express any of this, so I pledged to him. He in return took me as an apprentice, in defiance of all his peers." I find that I can smile at that memory. Yes it is good to tell all this, to get it out and. The nylon pajama pants were thin and tight enough to outline the shape of her mound, and the obvious camel-toe indicated she had no panty under them. I called her name several times, with no response, so I gently shook her bed. She never stirred, and actually began breathing deeper. As I looked at her, my penis filled with blood and became rock-hard. I decided masturbation was better than my present condition, so I began to slowly stroke my erection. Soon, the horniness overcame me, and I. But what can a young boy say to a beautiful woman.nevertheless as i gre up i still had desires on my aunt.the time came as i was invited to a cousins wedding.all the family were invited .iwas going to book a hotel when my aunt suggested i stay at her place.it wasnt a big deal as she was hosting the wedding eve party.now of course my mind was racing but then again so many others there.but i was staying and as long as i dint fall asleep or drink too much ----who knows??i just know that night was. After parking her car in the garage, she walked towards the door carrying her laptop bag and files. Mumtaz stayed alone at her house except for the two maids. It was a huge villa with separate reading rooms and a personal gym. She maintained her figure even at the age of 32, thanks to the personal gym.Mumtaz was searching for the keys when she noticed a package with red gift wrapping near the flowerpot. She opened the door and picked up the package. Tucking in her hair through the head veil,.