She randomly selected a pair that happened to be shiny blackand tossed them toward him. "Here put these on."As he had done before with the sports bra...he let the flimsy garmentstrike him in the torso and fall to the ground. "I..." Mark's voiceshook a bit. "I can't."Aunt Tracy turned from the chest of drawers holding a pair of blackleggings she had taken from another drawer. "This is getting tiresome.You don't have to like it, you just have to do it. You're frightenedeyes and shaking hands. She started by saying that she misses this rain and told me about the fun she had while she was my age along with her friends. She told me that she had a boyfriend back then and then started telling about how she almost lost her virginity to him back then. This had started exciting me.By the way, she had returned from her office when she met me and was in formals while I was in a shirt and jeans along with my heavy college bag. It was the moment that I realized that we had got bit drenched in. I become aware of her fingers that have been gently moving along my clitoral shaft and separating my labia. Her fingers slide easily both from her saliva and from my wetness.I want to linger in this pleasure. The gentle way she caresses me feels so incredibly good. I pretend to be asleep but I don’t fool her. My breathing and body motions have betrayed me. I open my eyes and she is looking down at me.“Good morning, Baby.” She says as she smiles at me. That smile, God! I just melt in that smile.. If she was to be a slave, none of that vanity concerns could matter. She pushed her mouth down over his cock and sucked her way back up to the head. The cock became hard quickly, the man releasing gasps and moans of pleasure from her effort. Another hand, she didn’t know which man, touched her ass, then slid a finger between her legs to her pussy. He said something and the men chuckled. She knew what he had said, not the exact words, of course, but she knew her actions and resignation to her.