I even had the courage to face it. But just then the doorbell rang and her kids were back. “Fuck” was my reaction. We went out for dinner and came...back home. Tomorrow my aunt’s mother was to arrive. Everybody slept quiet early after heavy dinner, but I didn’t. Luckily both the kids slept with me in my room, leaving my aunt alone in her room.This really encouraged me. I went into my aunt’s room to see her sleep. Gathered some courage and sat beside to explore her body. She was sleeping in her. This is what I loved, the secrecy, the deception, the thrill of the hunt. This was my foreplay and it was addictive. I entered through the front door and could immediately hear voices and laughter coming from the kitchen. I recognised the voice of Emily and the laughter of my wife Sue. I had recently instructed Emily to become closer to Sue, knowing it would give us more opportunities for mischief. This had worked out far better than I thought and both women were now friends. This was a. “I’m your slave, Dustin. I’m your slave.”As she finished, she heard a knock on the door and her youngest son asked if she was alright. Dustin glared at her, the threat implicit in his eyes as he raised the belt.“Mommy’s fine,” she called out, her eyes pleading with Dustin. “Mommy just likes having her ass whipped with a belt and Dustin was helping me. Dustin is very good at whipping your slut mommy’s ass, baby. But I like it. Everything’s okay.”With a mumbled response, her son returned to the. She replied yes.Then us din 12 bje fir Bhabhi ka msg aaya, she asked me for a pic. And I gave her without asking any questions. And then it’s a chance I asked for her too. She hesitated and asked me what I do with that. I replied I attach this to your contact. She gave me her pic in jeans oh my god damn sexy. I replied her you are looking damn sexy.Then she gave birth to a baby doll.Then our talks turns to dirty.and then i went to her home to fulfill my fantasy bt i was little bit hesitated to.