I went as quickly as possible.I was thinking in my mind that what has happened to her as she was acting strangely after the last night. My dad told me...that he and my mom are going to the market for buying some gifts for my brother. I have to stay here for my aunt was alone.That was really great as well as freaky for the way she was acting was really shaking me. I went into her room and said, “Hi Auntie, what you are watching?” She said nothing is coming good so I was waiting for something good. Her breasts were completely covered in semen. With her free hand she reached under and cradled her enormous tits, causing some of my load to drip off onto the floor. A pang of guilt shot through me as I looked at my wife kneeling in front of me, covered in my manhood. “Sorry I ruined your dress,” I said apologetically, looking away. “It’s okay, honey,” Carmen said. With one finger, she wiped up some semen from her left breast. “This isn’t the worst thing we’ve gotten on this dress.” She winked. ), but as is the case in most stories, my mother-figure came in the form of my personal handmaid, Martha- complete with bedtime stories ,motherly scolding and illogical concerns. My beauty, if it can be called that was nothing eye-catching- very plain features, deep brown eyes , a full curvaceous figure which I had been taught to be ashamed of, 5’4 feet height and combined with that voice…I was not only ugly , I was considered an abomination. To make things worse, I knew how to race horses. Just as I was getting dry I heard a knock and the front door open and Adam shouting hello down the hallway so I shouted back just in the bedroom won't be a minute but Adam just walked straight up and stood in the door way as I still had the towel around me, not thinking anything of it I carried on about my duties not being revealing maybe just a little bit of thigh as I put some moisturizer on but the whole time chatting away, I had done everything possible I could do without dropping the towel.