As I rose up from quickly buttoning my pants, I watched her back as she left the room down the hall. I was worried what to do next. I finished cleanin... up our little Allisa and laid her down to bed. I walked back to the living room and sat in front of the TV. No light on in the bathroom. I assumed she had gone to bed. When I had worked up the nerve to face her, I turned off the TV and went towards the bedroom. As I approached the cracked door I heard my wife moaning and whispering to no one. I. “Bunnie,” I answered without thinking. “Bunnie?” She studied my face, apparently wanting to see if I was trying to have her on. “That’s not your real name, is it?” “No,” I admitted, “it’s Brittany. But my - girlfriend - calls me Bunnie.” She chuckled again. “I think it fits you, Bunnie. I am Helen, but please call me Aunt Helen or Auntie.” This startled me for a moment. Calling her ‘Auntie’ held quite a bit of taboo. “But back to the topic,” she interrupted my thoughts, “how about we settle the. The thick head disappeared inside her. Sondra yelled, bit her fist and then gripped the mattress, as he penetrated her, slowly, but steadily. She took about half of it, just five inches; then he pulled back: Then he inched back in. He slid deeper, then deeper still. Sondra’s legs came up, gripping his waist. She came then, her eyes wide, screaming in pleasure.Tyrone did not pound her, he knew she was tight, and would take time to adjust to his huge member. He pulled out gently; saying it was. He stared at his screen, played with some controls and suddenly seeming to be happy with his work, pressed the red button and stood up from his console. The lights above me started to flash with an intensifying heat and I felt a tingling sensation on my insides to accompany the raging heat against my skin. My onlooker started to undress, alternately glancing from his screen to me as he did so. He seemd pleased, I couldn't understand what was happening and my confusion and worry both increased.