It worked out well, because Billy was very fond of his Aunt Diane. Since her husband had divorced her several years ago, she had led a lonely life out...in the sticks, so being called upon to help was a welcome break from the boring routine of her single life. ... Chapter One: Bad timing Diane Shaver couldn't believe her luck, and if it weren't for the fact that her sister's k** was on the football field writhing in pain, she would have thrown herself a great big pity party. Seeing her little. I asked her if she remembered what she said to me my last visit there and she said that she did but she needed a slave and my face popped into her memory.It was cold almost around Xmas when she called. I told her I was no longer willing to do it and she asked if I remembered the pictures she took of me on top of the horse in her barn. I was impaled on a dildo tied nude with a ball gag in my mouth. I told her I did but she promised and she just told me to pick up the phone later and do what the. ‘Shell?’ he asked incredulously. Her answering smile was enough, and it was a good thing, for her heart was fluttering and her voice would have been unsteady. He stared. ‘I took a chance…I hope it’s ok,’ she finally murmured, her voice suddenly small and tentative, anxious. She was afraid he would be angry. But as she looked up into his face, she couldn’t see anger, really. Just wisps of the conflicting emotions roiling him. She spoke quickly, afraid that if she let him speak, he would send her. ”He turned up the hem of her dress, over her back. Her pantied posterior was so cute. He slid her panties down over her hips and took them from around her feet. Just a little lube, some on him some on her; it didn’t require much anymore; two months of stringent “potty training” had loosened her up.He spread her cheeks and took aim.Kris rasped, “Make it hard Johnny, fuck me hard, be my wild man.”Her next sound was, “Oooh God, oooh nooo.”He’d taken her at her word, he rammed all seven and a.