Then, he hugged me limited and nudged me near to him; organised me firm in my hip and feet and shifted my arms over my hip and feet and ass; and, fond...ed my ass and was the hug and stinging and licking my mouth, face and throat. In between he used to fondle my chests and pull on my erect nipples.While he was doing all this, I was experiencing whatever he did to me, pinned to the walls, putting my arms around him, and feeling his difficult limited muscle physique, and moaning in satisfaction and. I decided I wanted the fun to start early today. So I put on my black skull mask with the mirrored glass lenses so she couldn't see my eyes. The reason I wear masks is so my prey can't see me. So they can't see my soul. When they can't see my soul they soon start to realize that I could kill them at any moment and not have any remorse or sorrow. I also wear them just to let my dark side out. The part of me that loves seeing them tied up. Gagged and punished. I went into the cell. The squeeking. It all started about three weeks after i moved in. Aunt sheetal had gone out, dressed to kill and carrying her purple gym bag, as she always did. Alone in the house, i was in her bedroom looking through her drawers for a pair of pantyhose when i found a ten-inch vibrator underneath some of her black-lace panties. I couldn’t believe what i had found. I’d heard about dildos and vibrators from some girls back home, but i’d never actually seen one before, let alone used one.As i switched it on, its. Took her for a walk. We had dinner and came back to her place. She asked me whether I could stay with her at night. I told her yes.At night we watched TV. While sitting on the sofa, she leaned on to me. I had an electric shock. My junior throbbed. I hid it and slept off on the sofa. Then the next day was Saturday. As soon as I woke up, I saw Anjana in hot yoga bra and shorts. I told her that I didn’t know she did yoga.She told me it was just to stay fit. We had our breakfast. Talked a lot. Then.