She saw her bra lying on the floor. She stared at my naked upper body and looked up to see my eyes. She looked into my eyes. I never ever felt such an...arousal in my life by looking at eyes. My dick woke up and made a slight bulge on the towel.Rithika gave me soap and looked down again. This time a smile appeared on her face as she looked at a tent between my legs. She turned and walked away with a smile. I closed the door with a smile. I took my bath while thinking about Rithika.I chatted with. ”I felt comfortable, warm, safe from the cold, harsh, outside elements. And it showed when I took a little initiative. I strummed his stomach, my fingers hurdling each ripple to the end, stopping at his unbuttoned jeans. I wondered what lay beneath, behind the zipper.I looked at his smooth face, his lips moving toward me. They whisked over mine and I puckered slightly then slammed my lips into his, like he had a magnetic pull over me. He kissed me a second time and I felt something different. It’s easy to joke around with your nephew when he’s hoisting you across his shoulders like a swooned damsel. Actually, it seemed more like a take-up.In this type of takedown, he holds the inside of your thigh, though that’s not always where it ended up.“Want another spin, Aunt Cindi?”“Better not drop me!”“OK,” as he tried to make me dizzy, his hold under my cuff.“I’m slipping!” my damsel role.“I won’t drop you,” him the gallant knight, the edge of his hands far enough under to touch my. The minutes passed slowly as time began to blur. I was ina state of most pleasurable frustration. Writhing, straining at my bondsmuch to the entertainment of the onlookers. I could take it no longer. Thet*****e had attained it’s goal “Master, Sir, please, fuck me,” I pleaded. Claude turned to me, smiled and said nothing. The assault on my clitcontinued as I came again and again. Finally, mercifully, Claude switchedthe machine off. I was limp as a wet rag, the cuffs.