We especially want you to fucking curse us when you pull the sticky tape off that worthless thing between your goddamn legs. You know, that stupid thi...g you call an excuse for a fucking prick. When you pull the sticky duct tape off your prick, curse us by name with every fucking curse word you can. Fucking curse our goddamn motherfucking names to the high heavens for taping your stupid worthless prick and causing you fucking pain. When you fucking curse us by our names, you’ll be fucking doing. I knew I was home for good with Miss Wiggles sitting up on a shelf over the bed. Daddy and I had spent a lot of time just touching and absorbing ourselves, lying there without any clothes, and not worrying about ugly or beautiful anymore. Just learning to love each other. I became completely filled with the majesty of Enzo's body. It was still incredibly magnificent and magical. Especially as he took me from behind with his thick, stiff cock filling my tingling kitten treasure box, as he called. Ok?” Aunt said with a loving voice.I forgot to tell you about Neeraja aunty. She is a 42 year old lady but looks like in early thirties. She is tall woman with her nice assets of 36-26-38. Her husband is a marine engineer and he stays only three or four months in a year. Her only son is studying in IIT, Chennai. “How are you studying Raju?” Aunt asked while serving me food. “I am trying to get a top rank aunty” I said promptly. “Take one more roti Raju,” saying so, she tried to serve another. She would often buy new lingerie and dress up for herself, marvelling at her sexy body in the mirror and teasing her wet pussy with one of the vibrators.One day when I was 17 I heard the familiar noise of my mum carefully shutting her bedroom door and the sound of her walking over to the cupboard to her toy hiding place. I gave it a few minutes before creeping up the stairs and pressing my ear to the door, I heard the quiet buzz of one of her toys and some gentle music. I slowly turned the door.