Having read the story as I know you have, I am happy to get you ready, bathe you, shave you if you need, choose and dress you, even hand you over to h...m and not interfere, but [and it’s a big but] I am no man`s runner, no servant and no gay boy, just a man who cant get stiff and needs a stand in for the main event, I will happily participate if he doesn’t mind, but I won`t until asked by him, as it`s his show, and I don’t want to spoil it for you both!XXXX. We left the dishes, without comment. We went outside for dinner and we enjoyed so much. I and my rekha aunt were talking through eyes and we were preparing for the beautiful night ahead. She was little tensed since it was her parents home. While returning I squeeze her tight gand without anybody noticing. She was the only child of her parents so her parents slept in one room with her grand children and I slept with aunt in another room, which was in the roof of the house. It was all managed by her mother because she want us to be. He would ram me, tease me by stroking his cock all over my pussy but not getting inside, doggy style me, get inside me and rotate his cock clockwise and anti-clockwise.We would try all positions we could think of, some that we would do impromptu. He loved getting inside my ass- my tightest hole. He would shriek like a kid in a candy store. My round ass along with my big breasts was his favorite to grab.He at times loved spanking me and we would talk dirty while doing it.His bed voice was a. And the truth is, so is she.“Yes ... yes...” Scott answers both her question right at the moment of his release into her. He ejaculates hard into the catgirl’s overheated womb.But she doesn’t stop riding him. Harder and faster. He grabs her breasts with both hands and squeezes just as she reaches her pinnacle. And then she is collapses atop him, staying prostrate to him. Scott feels her juices dripping over his balls just moments later.“Merry Christmas, Scott,” she whispers in his ear. “I still.