As she stroked upward, she was touching it with her tongue. I was sure it was going to make me cum really soon. She did it several times and my dick w...s just about to erupt. She stopped it there and kept it in her hands. I was a little unhappy as I really wanted to spray my load.Aunt understood this and it was making her enjoy the most. She started removing her saree staring at my dick. She did not even blink her eye while removing her blouse and bra. Her nipples were erect and hard. Her boobs. "You ask a lot of questions." No I don't," Oliver replied, sounding confused over the accusation."We don't like to look at my dad's face," Frank explained. That's why his dad's head was carefully folded out of the frame. It was like that in most of their pictures. He tossed the clothes he'd brought onto the sofa. "There. Why don't you put those on. There's a box of towels on the kitchen table if you need one... are you gonna be okay if I take a quick shower?"Oliver looked down at the clothes as. " Sir, no affront intended, but you're getting on in years and you've got responsibilities, principally those of your daughter and wife. I think it would be better if you stayed out of it so you and your family won't be implicated if anything happens. I need a few people who can hit the ground running and who can adapt to the situations on the ground. Most of all, I need someone who knows enough to not use force. We'll have to avoid anyone who's suffered any post-traumatic events. It's possible. With a flourish, the blonde Domme stopped, turned and made a slight bow toward the crowd. The victim took a few seconds to realize that the punishment was over, then dropped her head and gulped huge breaths of air. The Domme was joined by a muscular brunette in an identical leather outfit, and both went to the horse. One leaned down and spoke softly to the victim, placing a hand on her shoulder. Soon the two unhooked the cuffs from the horse, helped the young woman up, took her arms and helped.