Suddenly James’s body was on top of her, gasping as every hard inch of him touched her Anya hardly dared breathe as she felt his cheek touch hers. �...�No honey I don’t hate you, now don’t make this any harder than it has to be. I really do not want to hurt you but I will if it means I’m free of your memory” murmured James into her ear. Whimpering Anya felt something tie around her arms before they were lifted above her head and secured, similar was done to her legs. Only they were tied separately. In a moment her mouth was greedily sucking on my tits and my nipples. Sucking, nipping and biting until almost without my realizing it, Stella was between my thighs her mouth wide, her tongue lashing over and then into me... Tongue moved hungrily to and fro over my clit, traversing up and down my slit and then down into my cunt. I lay back absorbing the throws of pleasure as this insatiable lusting woman lavished every attention over my pussy. "Oh my darling Stellaaa!" Her tongue was. And then, just as suddenly, I found myself upon the ground, unhurt, and gulped huge breaths of air to fill a need that my lungs suddenly no longer knew. In a moment, I had come to my senses, shaken, but unhurt. The ground was ashen gray, now, and no plant grew. The sky too was a graying blue, and it was as if the very life force had been ripped from the world and replaced with deadness. I saw Yaaron standing a ways off, and stood to make my way to him. The ground seemed to be covered in fine. No one would believe my mature, Muslim aunty liked to watch mature women and young boys, FFM and really loved BDSM porn. I’d taught her how to register at paid porn sites and she frequently bought premium porn movies online. We would only watch porn whenever we were alone. Aunty sheen loved to watch me get off when watching porn clips and she would finger or toy herself to multiple orgasms by the time I climaxed. I took quick, short drags on the J, because I didn’t want to get stoned as a whole.