I pulled his head away and told him to stand up and he did. I kissed him and said thank you. He went and sat at the table. I had to hold myself up to ...ook.He ate his lunch and we went to the loungeroom. I was cuddling up to him. He turned his head to me and started kissing me again. This time I knee what he wanted, I got down in front of him and pulled his pants and underwear off. I pulled out his already hard cock and started stroaking it. I put his balls in my mouth and sucked on them for a. I tell you to fuck off and untie me. You laugh and say the word 'slave'. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in and give you a forced smile. You run your fingers down my body, down to my ankles. You start giving me slow sensual kisses up my leg to my groin. You go real close to my clit knowing it would drive me insane. You gradually kiss up my body to my boobs and start sucking my nipple. I start to enjoy it and you suddenly bite down on it hard and it makes me scream. You look up at me and. I had removed my clothes and been naked. I was watching a blue film. My dick was in my hand and I was doing masturbation. I was tired that day, so before cum I was in deep sleep. After few minutes, I felt that someone had taken my dick on hands and was pressing it. I got up and was surprised. Aunty was sitting next to me. She had taken my mobile and was watching blue film. She had taken my dick in her hands and was masturbating. I saw her and said – what are you doing aunty? She smiled and said. X-x-x-x Luke yawned and stretched as he sat in front of his computer. The stretch only served to underscore how sore the muscles in his neck were, so he stood and rolled his shoulders. In an automatic move, he saved his work before going into his small kitchenette for a drink. The novel was flowing, as he'd expected. And it was good, he was sure it was. Rough, but good. He was confident but not arrogant; every writer needed an editor. He would make as clean a copy as possible, and he knew.