“I think it might be better if I slept on the couch tonight just in case.” Charles agreed.Once everything had been settled Charles headed to his p...rents room to speak with Sue.“Mum are you alright?” He asked as he lay by her side.“I thought I had beaten this Charles, we had sex and everything was fine.” She said distraught, Charles pondered a thought.“Let me try something Mum.” He said moving between her legs and lifting up her nightie, he could see a slight glisten of juice between her unused. She was right out of my fantasies.I became one of her regulars and got laid two to four times a week. Once in a while an overnight even. Then I had an opportunity to do a weekend trip so I invited her. If you don’t ask, you don’t get, a saying she’d really validated in the diner.Wow! I had her for a whole weekend! We had a lot of fun between my responsibilities whether in or out of bed. She explored the place while I attended meetings and fucked me as often as I could get hard. She thought it. She called me over and begged me to suck on her nipples. My aunt wanted me to taste her breast milk. I didn't know what to think, but I agreed as I really wanted to taste those huge jugs. When I was a younger man, I fantasized about feeling her tits.We moved to the couch and Aunt Rebecca was sprawled out on the couch. I nestled up to her and started to touch her breasts. My mouth slowly began to suck on her nipples and sure enough her breast milk came out. We were on the couch for a long. His hand withdrew and was replaced by the sting of leather, seven swift and hard strokes. My arse felt as though it was on fire. I found myself pulling at the restraints on my wrists, squirming around on the bed in a desperate attempt to escape and get away from his belt. It didn't work. Each strike found it's mark and I felt my will to fight ebbing way. “How about now?” I could hear the arrogance dripping from every word, so I did the only thing I could. I tried to kick him. He deflected the.