She: yes Rahul.Me: there is an insect in your hips.She: can you please take it off from me because my hands are busy.Me: yes! In my mind, I knew she w...uld say that. (and there was no insect).And I pretended like taking and hand my lucky hands on her hips. I touched her hips, it was like wow so soft. I gained courage and saidMe: wow aunty your hips are so soft and sexy!!!She: (looked at me silently)Me: sorry aunty, I just said how you look like.She: ( with a little smile) is it so Rahul?Me:yes. ‘You long ago lost any chance you had to escape my power, and now you’re just my obedient, horny pet.’ Corey let out another helpless whimper, but she continued relentlessly. ‘And I’m going to keep draining you. I think you’re only a few weeks away from graduating from pet to slave. Doesn’t that sound wonderful, good boy? Losing yet more of that will with each and every orgasm I tease out of you, until you can’t refuse me at all anymore?’ Corey’s eyes were totally fixated on his cock as it. He says. I feel his dick through his jeans. He unzips it and puts it thru the hole. I stroke and rub it until I want it in my mouth. I suck and lick until he cums. I button up and pull down my skirt. I look out the window and see a guy with saggy pants. People here are badass. I smile. Unfinished lips are graffitied on a building. Our bus stops and we all get out. We climb up the steps and walk inside. Hello. An attractive man, with bags under his eyes and glasses smiles. A black guy comes up. In January Jim joined the Navy and after boot camp was off on a ship to the Middle East and the gulf war. Because they were young and the Navy didn't pay all that well, Romie moved "home," into our house. Mom and dad gave my room to Romie and I moved into the basement. That was OK because my room had been Jim's before he got married and besides, having my bed in the basement gave me a great deal of privacy although it wasn't pretty place to live.One of the best things about having Romie "home".