She took back her looks. And she feeds her child and went off. After sometime I was getting bore as no in is in my house. So I went to aunt’s house ...er husband went for job.I found aunt is ready to get bath. She asked why did u come I told I am getting bore as no is in house I asked where is your child she said he slept.While talking I was staring at her. She looked at me angrily. She came and sat beside me and we were talking she asked me why are u rubbing ur legs on to mine in auto. I was. It was almost a shame to end it.I snapped my eyes open, catching her fixated stare on my cunt. "What do you think you are doing?"She blushed, looking up, but refusing to meet my eyes. "Nothing." You were staring at my cunt, weren't you?"She let go of my foot, crumpled up the discarded wrapper from her Snicker bar, and rushed to stand up, but I kept her pinned down with my foot. "Did I say stop?" N-n-no." Poor Paula's eyes widened like a man's at a Nascar race. She massaged my foot again, this. “I love everything we do together, but I have to admit it’s my favorite.” It was very rare that we indulged in this sort of play. I probably was a bit reserved about asking. I could see him stir, his boxers ever so slightly bulging. “I guess I didn’t know,” he replied. “You know, there’s not much I wouldn’t try once,” I said. I reached out to him, cradling him through the fabric of the shorts, gently squeezing. “Tie me up, please!” He gathered up one of the scarves, holding in both hands.. Looking defeated and broken, her face and tits covered in her tears I hear her force out “Thank you, Master.”Stopping once more to admire her I can’t help but notice both cheeks and her right tit have begun to turn a light crimson under the glisten of tears. As I stare, I debate with myself what to do next, before ultimately deciding. Taking a few steps back I sit down on the bed and say “give me a lap dance whore.”“Andrew... please...” she whines to me.“Do not make me ask again. You’ve already.