Master , please fuck me. My blush deepening at the request and your smile. You grab my collar and bring me around the end of the couch bending me over...the edge so my ass is in the air and my heads on the pillows of the cussions. I automatically lay my hands over my head and as I feel you sticking in a finger I squearm. You pull out the egg and lay it on a table behind the couch for later, along with the remotes. Slideing in slowly you stop at my entrance teasing me. Please Master, please fuck. Today is Saturday. It's like a gift."I caressed her cheek. "Of course, you're right."I lay on my back and she snuggled against me. I began caressing her breast with the backs of my fingers and could feel her nipple firming from the stimulation. I could also feel her muscles relaxing and her breathing change. She wrapped her leg around mine and pressed and rocked her mons against my thigh."Feels nice," she whispered. "I don't want much. I just want to feel the intimacy."I continued stroking her. Me: No aunty women looks good and sexy in black saree.Aunty: how do u know all this?I was feeling shy. I told her that this is the rend nw a days boys like like it.Aunty: But uncle is not a boy. He’s grownup and almost 32 yaers old.Me: He’s not that old. I don’t know I should talk to you about this or not. I am feeling shy.Aunty: No, Plz amol dnt think this way. Plz help me. I want to make this anniversary special.Then with very much boldness I said auntyMe: Aunty then listen to me, Women looks. To save us some trouble, the bartender offered us the use of one of the whore's rooms while we questioned the two alleged kidnappers. I had no doubt about LaFrance, but I did have a smidgeon of doubt about Weimar. I figured that LaFrance would settle that question before the night was over.We chained Weimar's hands behind his back around a post in the storeroom of the saloon before we took LaFrance upstairs for questioning. LaFrance was stripped and tied spreadeagle to the bed. Jean wanted to.