” She plainly denied it, but I did not listen. I said, “Please, aunty, please,” and walked out.I texted her, “Please, aunty, I am in very bad ...hape, and I need to discuss this. Please help me.” She did not respond anything for my message. I cleaned my room, brought some flowers, fragrances and was waiting for the time. But she never came out.The next day I signaled her with folded hands that today you do what I requested yesterday. At exactly 2 in the middle of the night, she did come out of. Tonight, you own me, David. I'll do whatever you say, be whatever you want me to be. I see some very attractive men here tonight. Tell me to flirt with them, and I will. Tell me to pick one and I'll play the slut for you. Or, when the curtain falls on our little play, I can take you to our room and you can be him, the man who fucks a wife while her husband waits here in the bar, agonizing over the size of your cock. It's all for you, David. Everything I am tonight is for you."I had expected a. Besides, it was too late to stop now. He resumed thrusting with as much energy as ever before.She thought, Good Lord, Tiger! That feels incredible! This really is a dream come true. Look how much my son loves me. He'd even give me this. Give it to me hard and fast, Son! TAKE my ass, before we get caught! Despite everything, she particularly loved the smell of the freshly cut grass. It powerfully inspired her sex cow fantasies. It was also incredibly thrilling to feel the blades of grass. And it’s true — you really do quite enjoy sticking your penis into this girl. Some day you might marry her so you can keep on doing it.“Um, that’s not quite what I meant,” says Rose nervously. “Is there maybe something else you’d like to try? You know, something a little different. Something a bit more… adventurous?”You frown. Could this be some kind of trap? You’d better play it safe. “No… not really…” you venture. There’s no way that you’re telling Rose what you’re really into. You make a.