Main daar gaya .Main kuch na bol saka.Mujhe laga aunty gussa kareng par unhune kaha kit u aab bara ho gaya.Mujhe aab tujhse koi baat chupani nhi chach...ye.Asaal mein tere uncle mujhe choodte nhi hai.Woh kaam se itne thaak jaate hain ki who chodne mein maja nhi la pate.Isliye mujhe majboori mein boor mein kheera pel ke kaam chalana paarta hai.Yeh sun ke main aunty ka chuchi dabane laga.Chachi mere taraf ghum gayi aur mujhe jhuka ke kiss karne lagi.Aunty ne mujhse kaha ki kyat u mujhe chhod ke. “Mmm. You look beautiful. What're you looking at?” She didn't answer, just jutted her head out in time with a further gasping moan. I moved my eyes and saw what she saw. My cock throbbed harder, pushing against the plumpness of her ass cheeks. Warren was in the garden, cutting his grass. It had been a couple of weeks now since our weekend of discovery and, somehow or other, we hadn't really seen each other since. I didn't know if he was embarrassed by what had happened, him giving in so freely. Moira was wetter than at any time before, and she now started to smell her mother's arousal as well.Helen stood up, and standing within a couple of inches of Moira, said, "Well, I guess that I won't need these any longer," and took her diaphanous peignoir and her silk short nightshirt off. Her hair brushed Moira's right nipple as she bent down, causing it to become painfully erect, and removed her panties. She stood upright, and reaching out with one hand, caressed Moira's cheek."Oh, God, your. You look back at me somewhat bemused. "If you do things without permission then you deserve to be punished" . Before you have a chance to reply I flip you over onto your stomach, your pert buttocks looking like a ripened peach. You are about to say something, but I quickly pinion you down with an arm and a leg, holding you tightly in place. You haven't notice, but attached to each corner of the bed is a long cord, ending in a velvet cuff. The cuff attaches to itself with Velcro, and within.