The plan was after some time, aunty would open the door to check the status, so I was planning to expose my dick to her and seduce her. Thinking about...this plan, my dick started getting hard.After some time, she came with tea and knocked the door once but I pretended I didn’t hear it and kept drying my hair with the towel leaving my dick uncovered. So she assumed I am still taking bath, entered inside. On seeing my grown dick, she was taken back and poured the tea.She looked at my dick for a. The first lot showed her hairy pussy and later on showed shaven spread shots. I noticed that we weren't even halfway through the album and then as the exhibition progressed there were pics of Joe and Dawn in various positions, most showing Dawn with Joe's cock in her mouth. These were obviously taken with a timer. The next lot obviously weren't as they involved close ups and some great quality shots. " Who took these? " I asked. It was a mate from the camera club. " Must have been a bloody good. And therein lay the paradox. In some ways, the whole dual identity, time-travel thing was a point in my favor. Again, there was no morality textbook for me to fall back on. Yes, my conscience should have kicked in and told me I needn't have acted as I did, but no one else on the planet had to deal with the issues and unique pressures that I dealt with on a nonstop basis. Perhaps, just maybe, I was being just a tad too hard on myself?Looking at the larger picture, I'd been backsliding for nearly. Blanche stood nervously just inside the door. Her eyes had scanned the room from left to right. There was a bookshelf on the left wall with a large desk in front of it. To the right of that was a large bed on what appeared to be a marble platform with metal pipes going into it. Behind the bed, above the headboard, were several shiny metal pipes. It was the strangest canopy bed she had ever seen. A beautifully padded mauve velvet covered the four columns, and the canopy was metallic silver.To.