I glanced at the tv screen to see the Indian girl bent over taking a strap on into her puckered ass. I fucked my twat harder and harder, wishing I co...ld be the one fucking this goddess. I rode that butt plug and forced my twat to cream over and over again. I grew tired with the toys I was playing with and opted for a gigantic and thick rubber dildo that looked almost like a big black cock. I licked and sucked it until it was moistened and rubbed some lube around my cunt and asshole. I laid. It also began to worry her that she heard the oh so scary weapon hault to a stop the moment she started running. Then, she heard a twig snap behind her. Her chest exploded but froze at the same time, she wasnt even able to breathe. Her irish green eyes darted around the darkness that her vision still hadnt adjusted to. Rosey took one step forward, and then felt a hand larger than her neck take a hold of her hair, and throw her to the ground. Rosey let out a blood curling scream when she landed. I raised my head and had a good look at her. Auntie had a slender figure – she was mostly thin with small breasts and rounded hips. But her breasts were firm, despite her age. Auntie was watching me while i was staring at her body. She asked, ‘you like me?’ i nodded. She said, ‘you will like me more.’ she opened rest of the buttons of her blouse and removed it. She touched her breasts and moved her hands over them in circular motion. She fondled with her nipples. She beckoned me nearer and. ‘Hey, look, there’s Nancy… isn’t she hot…’ There are some keywords that kick your brain into gear, even when you’re seriously not paying attention. Nancy was hot, a fact which tended to sort of obsess my idler moments. Not that (outside idle moments) I actually had anything to do with her, of course – I’d have been way too shy… ‘… how about she’s tied over…’ ‘…an old sawhorse…’ ‘…OK, I guess…’ ‘…and then you’ve got this belt thing…’ ‘…no, a whip…’ ‘…OK, and you’re whipping her…’ ‘Guys,’.