I wanted a chastity belt of sort. One that would force me to pee upward.Another that would tuck and hide my penis. I wanted to do yoga orstretch so I ...ould suck my own dick. I wanted to taste my own semen. I dreamed of being forced to suck off another man, hating every momentof it, but having no choice. I dreamed of some woman holding my head assome guy spewed on my face. Then, she would use her finger to scoop upevery last bit and place it in my mouth. I dreamed of being kidnapped by some. Her satin jacket swelled as her large breasts pushed against it. I tried my best not to goggle at her boobs and wasn't sure if I succeeded or not. "They're the same size as Pamela Anderson's, you know. Only mine are real." Belle said this with the utmost simplicity. I took another mouthful of coffee and with some effort, looked her in the eyes again. The best I could manage was"I thought they looked big." I mentally kicked myself again. Belle laughed and drank more of her coffee, putting the. The affair started in 1976 I was 27 then and had been married for four years.My Aunt was 63 and a widow losing her husband Ten Years before.Since my marriage I had got use to visiting my Aunt two or three times a week during my lunch break on leaving I use to hold her in my arms and kiss her I stress at this point it was gentle kissing and not passionate however it normally took 5 to 10 minutes to take my leave.On this Tuesday when we were kissing I gently stroked her right breast I felt her. Fir amit aur bhabhi dono mujko sabun lagane lage bhabhi meri chest par sabun lagane lagi aur amit mere lund par bhabhi mere chest ko chumti jati aur sabun lagati jati ab hum tino pure sabun aur jag se bhare the aur me bhabhi ko aage se apni baho me lekar apna badan usse ghas raha tha aur amit pichhe se bhabhi ko chipak kar usse apna badan ghis raha tha bhabhi ab bahut hi kamuk ho chuki thi aur bol rahi thi ab mujse raha nahi jata dal do apna pura lund meri pussy me. Fir humne pani se sabun.