I in the meantime have got out of the cuboard and moved around the room behind you. I grab you around your body placing my hand over your mouth, I spi... you round and press you onto the bed. I am a lot bigger than you and you dont resist, I take my ropes out from under the bed and start tying you to the bed naked with your legs spread eagled, a blindfold on as well as earplugs that all you senses normally used for doing sensoury things are now stunned.I softly get on the bed between your legs. The Coach continued to pound him and yell derogatory statements at him. "You didn't want to work out? Well how's this workout! Fucking tell me boy, you like this fucking workout?" Oh fuck Coach this workout is fucking amazing," He said, "I'll never workout again if you force me into this workout" "Yeah you'd fucking like that wouldn't you you little slut?" he said back."Hey, who you fucking calling a Coach," I said, joining the convo. I stood up and walked behind the Coach spitting into my hand. Being bound like I was, it was hard to keep her nipple in my mouth the entire time. I think she actually enjoyed me struggle as she watched me trying to keep up and catch it as it moved in the rhythm. As I sucked her nipple hard, I felt her press down hard and come hard on my cock. She rolled off me and started to stroke my cock. It didn't take long until I was about to come and she pointed it up towards my chest and had me shoot my load over my chest. She took her hands and massaged it into my. I was stunned at seeing her. I was like how can an uncle like that have a wife like this. I still remember she was wearing salwaar kameez. Red on the top and black on the bottom. She greeted me inside and said sorry for the delay. She was busy all morning with unpacking and arranging that she didn’t get time to bath. I said that’s fine aunty.Then she showed me her new home. It was a good decent couple’s retreat(bungalow) with 3 bedrooms. I asked her why 2 extra bedrooms. She said one is her.