“Yes,” I agreed, when I realized what she was talking about. “But not with you.”“Of course not,” she said.I saw trouble on the horizon. Au...t Christy had always treated me well, but more like I wasn’t there, most of the time.“You don’t really have to do this, if you don’t want to,” I said.“Yes I do,” she said, again, instantly. “I agreed to do it.”“Yeah,” I said, “But I don’t want to...”“Just tell me what to do!” she barked.I would find out later that Aunt Christy had a kinky side to her, that. Esspally now that I am talking to you. We exchange sweet words and giggles. Our conversation leading to more arousing things...picturing in our minds what each other is doing...your voice getting deeper as you ask me what I am wearingi lower my voice and tell you just my lace panties. I hear your mmmmmm at picturing me...I ask you the same. Trying to get the mental image of you in my mind. You whisper...Wearing just a smile baby...smiling at the thought of you lying there naked...mmmmmm...I. Momma degraded Siobhan in all the right ways, using her for the pleasure of the both of them. Indeed, Siobhan easily enjoyed having her tits beaten even more than Momma enjoyed giving the beating. Siobhan had always known that she wanted and craved pain, but before hooking up with Momma, she’d never gone further than rough spankings in the bedroom. Momma had opened up so many more possibilities for her, so many avenues of pleasure and pain. Siobhan was convinced that she’d never find anyone who. It also gave Nancy a bit of a tingle in her recently violated secret place. After the hug, Nancy reminded herself that the only thing that she wanted to pump Hugh for was information, especially since he was Lilian’s boy friend.“Hugh something came up and I need to find out where the previous owner, a Mr. Chan, went. It could be important.”“Yeah, Nancy is right Hugh. If you don’t know right now maybe you can find out from your folks or you could get them to find out some way.” Lilian looked at.