” My brows tightened up as I acknowledged to her that I noticed. “The older one is Katie, and the younger one is Aimee.” I couldn’t help but...look over her shoulder at them, soaking wet, their bodies easy to see. See, it isn’t a trick. Amy then looked back, “Ok girls grab your bags and let’s get into Mark’s truck.”“Are you sure you’re a real person?” I said teasingly. Amy smiled and turned to walk to her car, then looked back, “Remember, don’t worried about getting caught looking.” Amy. Seeing the sink full of dishes, the beer cans, and her house smelling like pot set her off. She proceeded to lecture the four of us. Marie tried to apologize and promised we would all get busy cleaning up right away. "Oh, I know you're going to clean up," Aunt June said, "but now you're going to be doing it with a sore ass."She took Amanda to her room first while the rest of us sat on the couch and listened. A few minutes later Amanda came out with her head down and sat carefully on the. "Ladies, I will go make sure your slavesare properly 'parked' and come back to check up on you. I will keepMarci in the main area of the store. Please take your time and ask anyquestions you wish." Finishing her talk she turned gracefully on hertall heels and strode from the room.Eve entered the workshop and found Marci had hooked the leashes to a highhook and had handcuffed them behind their backs. Stepping up to theslaves, she confirmed her suspicions that they were gagged.'I can do. Then she crossed her legs which hiked the skirt even higher. I knew two things were certain, she was wearing her sexy tights that had the crotch cut out of them and that when Mom left in a minute to go to the city and meet Dad for dinner my Aunt was going to fuck my brains out.My name is Ian and at the time this happened, I had just completed my junior year at a local college. I was 21 and still live at home.My Aunt Pat is my mothers older sister. She's 46, married with 2 c***dren, weighs about.