Shanthi aunty was just 24 and was a beauty.She used to come to our flat in the evening when my mother returns from office and they both cooked food fo... supper and shanthi aunty took food in our flat and then left to her flat to sleep. Sometimes she used to wear jeans and t shirt and some times pyjama and top, and sometimes churidar and kurtha. What ever she wore she used to be beautiful and charming.She used to ask me to accompany her wherever she goes and I used to do it very willingly. Uncle. Their features are obliterated in swirls of what, chocolate fluff or is it marshmallow mousse? Sprinkles hand from eyelashes and out of noses. Ears and hair have an odd iridescence from the patina of Lemoncello. They are, almost, each other’s mirror, now in body as well as soul. “I guess that shower you suggested is definitely in order,” Ruby concurs. “Want to do a bath with some toys – you did say they’re waterproof, right”? “Sweetie, how can we take a bath? We’ll be soaking in our own. Her slim tanned legs where wrapped around his back and he was beating her cunt for all its worth. I heard her grunt a few times then his ass cheeks tightened up. He stopped moving and stood still . I knew he had just blown his load. My wife's legs fell from around him and he stood up still facing her. His back was to me so I could see perfectly without him seeing me. My wife's face was facing me and she noticed me watching. She said out loud ,damn it Tommy you fucked me too hard. He laughed and. Yet Lucy still thinks that I am.She’s somehow managed to justify everything we’ve done as ‘not incest’, so I guess she’s just ... good at seeing what she wants to see.Obeying my every command was, after all, ‘her’ idea. Whenever I hypnotize her, she thinks I’m doing her a favor, and she dreamed of sucking my cock for months before she started doing it.It’s not incest, so it’s not ‘wrong’, so she still thinks of me as innocent in all this.The idea of me telling her to fuck me? That would be.