“No use pretending,” I could hear amusement in his voice. The other side of the bed sunk and I felt him climb onto the bed. He smelt so nice. His ...trong arm circled around my waist and pulled me into his embrace. Holy shit he’s not wearing anything. It was getting warm, was it the room, or is it just me I wonder? His skin was pale like moonlight, and his hair was still wet. For some reason I felt… protected with him. Gently, he kissed the nape of my neck and I shivered in response. “Are you. I expect you to satisfy me to the fullest and follow my command. I’m sure Shivani wants to be your sex slave but I want you to be mine.”I was quite taken back by the statement and felt my manhood took a hit. Nevertheless, I was quite openminded and welcomed anything new. Before we entered the room aunty grabbed me from the throat in an elegant manner and whispered in my ear.“That room everything I say goes, outside you get your manhood inside it’s mine. Refrain and there will be. . I was raped when I was 15.”“And... ?” the girl prompted.“I ran into a very senior makeup director here who was a lesbian. She taught me to go down on her, and I got to be pretty good, I guess. At any rate, that’s what I still do.” With a weak grin she added, “I guess it’s pretty obvious that I lied about my age back then, huh?”“A piece of meat... ?” Little Bit reminded her.“I guess I could spread my legs and let the guy play, but honestly, I think a warm piece of meat would give him more of a. The first time we kissed - we'd been teasing each other - i guess you'd call it flirting - for months. We were in the storage room behind the band room and well it was time. We kissed but she pulled my hand away from her tit when i tried to feel her. We kissed a lot after that but nothing much was happening, Until ..."Nancy again, "Well I'd been thinking, maybe I shouldn't be stopping you from, you know, touching me and things, So ..." After school one day, you asked me if we could go to my.