As we talked I could tell she was lonely and I reached forward and touched her arm.She looked at me and half smiled as I smiled back at her, after ano...her few minutes I did the same thing again and she turned to half face me and said “What are you doing ***** I’m your Auntie”, “Only through marriage not a blood Auntie” I replied. She nodded as if she understood, and I ran my hand down her arm again.Moving forward I was now inches away from her and I could tell she felt a little uneasy, as I. Over the weeks I started hinting that maybe he should let it happen for real. He was reluctant, but after weeks of persuasion by me in my "black Momma" role, he gave in.I began to search the Internet in earnest. I discarded the ones who claimed to use hypnosis and other hokey ads. Finally I made contact with a "Madam Monique" who said she could turn any white husband into a pussy slave within weeks. I got in touch with her and she said she was booked for months in advance, but after seeing. WOWWWW!!!! my heart was pounding as if I ran a marathon with the sight of her luscious round shaped bum bent over right in front of my face!! I stared at her bum with my mouth wide open and started stroking my cock through my trouser while I could hear the sound of plates and teacups being placed on the tray in front of her. She then bends down, even more, she dropped a biscuit on the ground in front of her I reckon, and she was trying to pick it up from the ground. Her round bum was almost. "Seven left and they all headed for the swimming pool. On the way, the telephone rang, so Judy went to answer it. It was Mrs. Joklin. She was sobbing and barely coherent as she said, "Mrs. Stewart, something terrible has happened, and I need your help. Can you come to my house right away?" Certainly, Mrs. Joklin, I'll be there is just a few minutes. Goodbye."Judy walked to the pool and said, "That was Mrs. Joklin. She was in tears and said that something terrible has happened. She wants me to.