He liked us being fulfilled and happy, so that was important too. But if Ashley were not making Master happy, then perhaps she was the problem I neede... to deal with, instead of fixing what was bothering her. That needed more thought, because loophole or no loophole, that was a much bigger decision and risk.What to do?I was still sitting on the dock with my feet in the water when I felt someone walking up the dock. I didn’t bother turning, but assumed it was Kristen. The breasts that came to. She was startled by his reaction, he pushed against her finger and it slipped into him causing an almost animal noise to escape his lips. ‘Yes…yes…oh…push harder love, push your finger into me.’ He moaned as his legs began to shake. Her finger slid in to him up to her knuckle and she started to flex her finger back and forth. He coached her to bend her finger and find the acorn shaped gland that when fondled provided intense pleasure. She found it and rubbed it through the wall of his anus. She. So I just pulled her up and made her sit on me in such a manner that her pussy was a few inches from the tip of my cock. I massaged her breasts and alternately fingered her clit and asshole. The effect was instantaneous as she writhed and sighed and held my cock in her hand and started to ride it. I made her suck the cock in her wet pussy in stages to get the maximum enjoyment until it was filling her to the hilt. She stayed still while I kept her pressed by pressing her bums to my thighs. I. I just hold her hand and said in ears “you are looking beautiful”Aunty: oh ho. Enough (blushing)We talked casually. But I could not do anything as aunt was afraid. Even I don’t wanted to do anything dumb in bus. Bus reached at morning 4.30 am.Actually bus should reach Bangalore at 5.30. But rash driver brought us early.Got down in middle of sleep.Aunty: maddu its still 4.30. What to do now?Me: aunty, somehow we can’t go to marriage house like this. We need to get fresh. And if we leave now,.