Whenever I see her, my dick will be hard as melted iron rod.Her husband is a drunkard and he used to beat her daily. One day she asked me to sleep wit... her because her husband threatened her to kill. I went to sleep and her husband was fully drunk and slept as soon as arrived home. Me and aunty had food and went to sleep. Here is the actual story started. Two hours went on and suddenly I woke up and saw the aunty lying beside me. Oh my god, that pose she was sleeping was hit as hell as my. I imagined I would be standing behind her and gently blowing on the back of her neck then kissing and softly whispering into her ear how I wanted her so much. My hands slowly slide down her side onto her hips one hand moving slowly yet determined down to the inside of her thigh. The other hand moving up and across her chest gently brushing against her perfect breasts. I massage her breasts slowly circling her pert nipples, while kissing the back of her neck giving a slight nibble on her ear. I. We started taking fire but they were not good shots. They tend to go in auto mode because of the firepower. Our own security team had not seen them, either, but security finished off the group for us." Any of your team hurt?" A few small wounds. I was hit across the back of the leg. Mom came over quickly and worked on me. It wasn't that serious to begin with." Enough to sideline you from having fun tonight?"Her expression changed rapidly, "Not on your life." I knew she was ok now.It was fun to. Back at the Manor house, Sandra told him to forget the past and enjoy his new life. But Charles knew he was a working class village k**, and would always remain so. No matter what nice clothes Sandra bought him; or showed him off to her rich friends; he would always remain just that. The money did help. Charles had always earned a little working on the local farm, but the only real job he had ever taken, was the factory. That had always been such a terrible dull place, he had been.