“My husband doesn’t think I’m sexy anymore,” Barbara said. “From what I can see, you don’t feel the same way.”“No, I think you are jus... about the most beautiful woman I have ever seen,” I honestly told her.“You’re getting my old pussy wet talking like that,” she said.I looked at mom she was blushing but smiling. “Have fun baby,” she said and turned to leave the room.“Mom, aren’t you going to stay and watch?” I asked.Her blush deepened.“Now that would really turn me on,” Barbara said as she. She passed a naughty smile and went back. I was thinking and making the meaning of what she said. Later, in the noon, i heard sound of shower. My sexy aunty was in bath room. I was thinking of her that she will be nude washing herself, how she would be looking etc. But soon my dream come true when she came from the bathroom only with a towel on her body. Her sexy legs could be seen she round on towel on her boobs. She was looking like an “apsara”. I followed her and peeped from the window. She. Could I ? Christ I was desperate to just fuck her, i leaned over a bit more and couldn't believe how good it felt. I had no more than half my cock in her but already I could feel that familiar tingle. I pulled back a bit and nature took over and I found I was pressing back into her. My body seemed to have a mind of it's own. I pulled out again and suddenly my climax was coming on like an express train. I knew I should pull out and grab my cock to catch the spunk but I simply couldn't.I held. "That's not for watching TV in bed you lazy whore, it's for puttingporn on if any of your customers request it or need a littleencouragement"There was a cabinet containing restraints, gags, paddles, etc, all theBDSM devices he could find, also a selection of dildos and vibrators.There was nothing I could say from now on I had to accept that I wasgoing to be living in what looked like a miniature, one-whore brothel.And needless to say all these extra expenses to re-furbish these roomswould, no.