I expected it was over and turned my head, allowing me to watch in the mirror expecting to be released, till with horror I saw he was not taking off w...ights, he was adding still more to the clips on my cunt-lips. I screamed, a deep guttural wail as I saw my poor labia being stretched even further, those metal teeth biting deeper and deeper into my soft flesh. Then still more weights were added to my nipple clamps, my tits, already well past endurance, became even more painfully elongated, the. I shook my head to say, No. But you would like to sometime? I couldnt believe I was having this discussion with my father. I nodded. The inquisition continued. When you jack-off at night, do you usually think about boys or girls? How the hell did he know what I did to myself at night? Both, I responded, which was a bit of a lie. I did fantasize about boys a bit more often than girls. Good, Dad said, and pulled me back into his embrace. A few minutes later, Dad stood and took his chair back. Her pussy was inviting me. Without wasting any time I knelt down and inserted my hands inside her skirt and smelt her pussy. She smelled amazing and I slowly started licking her vagina. She closed her eyes and she was biting her lips and started moaning softly.I increased the pace while using one hand to play with her boobs which were very soft. I pinched her nipple while licking the pussy. Her pussy was getting wet and she was moaning loudly. After 10 minutes of fun, she exploded and went flat. Not so good locking and little dark, however she had big ass and comparing boobs. The best part used to be her dressing, she never wore bra under her blouse.During the class I used to get good view of her cleavages. Her boobs were big and her cleavage used to give me a hard on. Cleavage were normal in everyday cycle The incident started one afternoon when I was at their home, me and aunty were alone since Mr. Khan had gone for taking clases. That day aunty was wearing a light pink colour.