Looking down at her I asked her, "are you a horny bitch?" Yes I am" She answered and I placed the ice down onto her hard right nipple. She twitched an... moaned from the coldness on her tit as the ice melted. Once the ice finished melting I leaned down and took her ice cold right nipple into my mouth and sucked hard on it making her moan more as my warm mouth warmed up her nipple. I then got another piece of ice as I sat up over her again. I now asked, "are you my horny whore?" And Jes replied,. I went to sleep and her husband was fully drunk and slept as soon as arrived home. Me and aunty had food and went to sleep. Here is the actual story started. Two hours went on and suddenly I woke up and saw the aunty lying beside me. Oh my god, that pose she was sleeping was hit as hell as my nerves got high and I was not able to control myself.She was wearing saree with maroon blouse. Her saree was dragged until her thighs and I was able to see the sweat BTW her armpits clearly. My dick was. “Too much whiskey?”Fuck, he knew me. He read the look of shame on my expression and laughed.“Come on, let’s get you to bed,” he said, gently taking me into his arms. He lifted me off the floor and carried me back to my room.“What if I throw up on you?”“There’s this great invention I have to tell you about, Celie,” he said, pressing his lips to my temple. “It’s called a washing machine.”I punched him in the chest.“Don’t call me that,” I grumbled.“It’s been over a year now and I still don’t have. "I'm sorry darling; I've done it again haven't I?" as she reached out for me. "Now listen, what happens tonight, happens, but then in we are back to normal, Okay?" I still did not know what to expect so just nodded. The TV was on but was ignored. We lay side by side and I breathed in her smell that I loved. We talked nonsense for a while then she said "Go get a towel. You won't get any sleep unless we get rid of that." pointing to my tented shorts.I came back with a towel and lay beside her..