In this story, I am going to narrate how an aunty converted my utterly frustrating journey back to Mysore a most memorable, making me wish to increase...the travel time infinitesimally all in the presence of her husband. Life (I mean age) is short, live it to the fullest. Coming to the story, as you know my hometown is Mysuru and I am working in Bengaluru. I visit my home almost every weekend (Saturday), reaching Mysuru via Tippu express which starts at 3 pm from Bengaluru.One fine Saturday, I. The Kardashian sisters are more competitive than I’ve ever seen them and surprisingly Alyson Hannigan and Sarah Michelle Gellar have some of that Buffy fight in them.”The women are naked, blind folded and have their hands handcuffed behind their backs. They have no idea where they have been taken for today’s stunt but they are ready and prepared. They have clearly done a little working out in preparation. Their nipples are very hard and not a hair is out of place as they await their next. Spanking was allowed, nipple clamps were good, but nothing more severe. I wanted to be taken by surprise and treated like a real slut, a cum-toy, just something to be fucked for their enjoyment, but no matter how much we discussed it, I could see no way it could be done without me knowing it was faked.To be honest, as far as I was concerned, it was just a way for us both to create arousal in each other, I never thought for a moment that it was ever going to happen. Like I said, I had never had. She was wearing lipstick, something Bobby had never seen on her lips, and makeup, which just blew him away. Her eyelashes looked longer, somehow and, as she sat, she looked at everyone through lowered lashes.“I feel stupid,” came Flo’s completely recognizable voice. It was almost jarring, hearing her normal voice from this vision of loveliness.“You’re gorgeous,” sighed Bobby.She pinked up. It could be seen even through her makeup, and Christy immediately triggered the camera.“I wasn’t ready!”.