Anyway next morning his mate left and Andy with a hangover said nothing about the previous night, no apology nothing and I did think that was the end ...f it, which for a while it was. However after a week or two the whole scenario must have got to Andy and he bought the subject up again, this time he suggested he wanted to watch me with a stranger and he promised not to be drunk, saying that my reaction might be different, it being a stranger and I might even enjoy it. I had wondered if he. I cleaned my mess off the floor with some tissues. I now felt guilty andashamed and wanted to remove the girly nightie and go to bed but I wasscared my Aunt might come in to check on me. I remembered theincriminating pictures she had of me and realised I could not now stepout of line in any way. I crawled into bed and fell into an exhaustedsleep.I was woken in the morning by Aunt Lynnette coming into my bedroom with atray of breakfast for us to share - coffee, croissants and fruit. Whilewe. Fir mai maa ki choot me finger karne lag. Maa mera lund sahlane lagi. Mai maa ki choot per kiss kar liya. Maa: apna lund chusne do. Mai: 69 karte hai tum mere lund chuso mai tumhari choot. Mai bed per let gaya aur maa mere upper agye. Maa mera lund chusne lagi aur mai unki choot sath me mai unki gudedar chutar maslne laga, phir maine dusre hand se maa ki gand me finger karne laga. Maa apni choot mere mouth pe ragarne lagi. Mai: kabhi gand maraye ho. Maa: nahi. Mai: tumhari gand marlu. Maa:. There was no attempt at modesty gown exchanges; she simply removed everything each time right in front of me and my poor cock didn't know whether it was coming or going, getting hard as she flirtatiously flaunted her sexiness for the camera and then settling back down in my, now dampened, boxer shorts as the inevitable pre-cum trail was being pushed around by the head extending back and forth throughout the shoot."I need to change batteries" I said briefly. "Why don't we take a few minutes.